never_too_late epitome of incomprehensibility Dad pokes his head in the dining room to wish me goodnight. Me, after returning his greeting: "I'm almost done the assignment." Dad, with a thumbs-up gesture: "After that, read something relaxing. Like Proto-Indo-European." I make a face. My brother from the kitchen, where he's washing dishes, "It's too late." Dad: "It's never to late for Proto-Indo-European." 220223 ... e_o_i edits *too late 220223 what's it to you? who go blather from