Péter Böszörményi – What are you working on this week?

I'll put on my best clothes for Monday, and build me a hadron collider. It'll take up all of Tuesday, but posterity must have its dues. Posterity's due to show up eventually, smacking its lips in a most appreciative manner, though identifying not so much post- as present time, and I know the type, showing up to say "Hey, that's one nice collider you got there! One for hadrons, no less." Next week passes without a Wednesday. On Thursday I'm approached by a stranger on thestreet, but I know better. Friday, finally the meds arrive. Wednesdays are back on again, but what's the point. My weekends are really nobody's business.