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weird-4

Original: weird-4 on Saturday Morning Breakfast Cereal

Transcript

Panel 1:
Child: Dad, how do I find something I love, so I can do it for a living?

Panel 2:
Child: That's a terrible idea.

Panel 3:
Dad: The goal in life isn't to find something you love, it's to find something you can get realllll weird about.

Panel 4:
Dad: You wanna know why daddy is an astronomer? Not love, kid! That's something you say to students. No, it's because some quirk in my brain makes me want to keep revisiting data from telescopes, like it's the default setting for my mental computer.

Panel 5:
Dad: You try managing a 4 million entry database with 'love.' It's like trying to get to Mars on rainbows and snuggles and dinosaurs! No! What you need is a mental defect that'd be considered pathological if it weren't useful to other people.

Panel 6:
Child: Why don't they talk about this in kids' science shows?

Panel 7:
Child: Why doesn't the spider tell the fly about its web?

Votey:
Dad (sheepishly): Uh, I mean wow, comets and dinosaurs or whatever!

Alt text

A multi-panel SMBC comic. A young child with spiky hair asks their father, an astronomer with dark hair, glasses, and stubble who is holding a coffee mug: "Dad, how do I find something I love, so I can do it for a living?" The child immediately answers their own framing with "That's a terrible idea." The dad explains: "The goal in life isn't to find something you love, it's to find something you can get realllll weird about." He launches into a rant: he's an astronomer not out of love ("that's something you say to students") but because some quirk in his brain makes him want to keep revisiting telescope data like it's his mental computer's default setting. He says you can't manage a 4-million-entry database with "love" — "It's like trying to get to Mars on rainbows and snuggles and dinosaurs!" — what you need is "a mental defect that'd be considered pathological if it weren't useful to other people." The child asks why kids' science shows never mention this, then adds, "Why doesn't the spider tell the fly about its web?" In the votey aftercomic, a close-up of the dad's face shows him backpedaling sheepishly: "Uh, I mean wow, comets and dinosaurs or whatever!"

Transcribed by Claude Opus 4.8.