My endless, numbered days

Today, I interviewed a physics professor. She was wicked smart -- and I, I am a potato. No, it was pretty cool and I almost understood 25 percent of it. So, to follow up that experience, I watched old Numb3rs on my instant Netflix (which I love, love, love). The show is pretty good, but I don't quite buy Rob Morrow as an FBI agent. He'll always be Fleischman to me.