At the top, Poison Pie and I contemplated nothing. Poison Pie says that nothing is like strawberry and rhubarb pie. It's the sweetness of strawberries and the tartness of rhubarb that makes it so perfect.

I said that nothing can't be like a pie since sweetness isn't nothing and rhubarb certainly is something, not nothing. No sooner had the words left my mouth than Poison Pie grimaced and told me I had an unnecessary predilection for conventional thinking. He did not mean it as a compliment.