At the office on Easter Monday researching the neuroscience of psychedelics. (As you do.) Four attempts to print one particular research paper consistently produced one, single, mangled jumble.

It appears the PDFs themselves have made the printer trip balls.


If you cross your eyes a bit and hold it out to the right, I think you can make out passages from the dead sea scrolls.

I’ve decided to put this on max volume to help the printer have a good time. I think it jives with the theme of the day.