Quantum computing makes me believe that in some alternate universe, I'm filthy fucking rich smoking blunts and surrounded by bitches all day every day. It also makes me believe that in another alternate universe, I've committed suicide by slitting my throat with a dull edgeless spoon.
Reminds me of a physicist joke about Everett's interpretation of QM:
- According to Everett, there is a universe in which Sarah Palin is president of the United-States?
- Well you know, it has to be compatible with the laws of physics.