Dear Pete: How many angels can dance on the head of a pin?
Lynda Frohman Jeez, what a question. To answer, here’s what I did: I got a pin, a crumb of angel food cake, and a tiny disco ball. I put the crumb on the head of the pin, turned on the disco light, then waited. And waited. Nothing seemed to be happening. I moved closer. Still nothing, so I moved even closer. Then I saw something, but it was still too small, so I got even closer, and that’s when I saw it, flashes, bright flashes everywhere. Were they angels? Hell no, I had just poked myself in the eye with the pin. So now when someone asks how many angel can dance on the head of a pin, I say damn you for asking. It’s all fun and games until someone loses an eye. Yes, Pete, I would like permission to get plastic surgery so I can look just like you. That way people wouldn’t know if I were the real Pete or the “StevePete” imposter. S. Kennealy Whoa! First of all, let’s get the terminology right (or wrong). While I may go by Pete here for convenience, I am in fact PeteTV. Therefore, you, St
