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I wish I could tell people I was studying Quantum Sorcery. Schrdinger's Cat is dead, not dead, undead, invisible, levitating, glowing oddly, speaking in arcane tongues, and has transformed into a hat-stand and a silverback gorilla. Particles come and go in and out of space-time with nary a whisper, on their way to the Land of Nod on business for the Faerie Queene; you can entrap them with special circles of chalkdust and mandrake seeds, but you'll have to answer their riddles before they'll tell you anything. Every so often a flipped coin stops halfway up and just hangs in the air, until a blind centaur Druid slides sideways out of a mirror and surreptitiously gives it a nudge in the right direction.

This has given me an excellent idea for a tale that no one, including me, will understand in the slightest.