So it's past 5pm and I seriously don't have anything particularly funny or insightful to say. That won't stop me from continuing to write though because life is an incredibly profound and incomprehensible mystery and something *always* comes up. For example, I was about to try and make a half-hearted joke about the Simpsons episode which featured many monkeys on typewriters, and then I realised I had no idea what the gag was actually referring to, and then one Google search later, BAM - Inifinite Monkey Theorem. I am now just that much more informed, and in a few moments, you will be as well!

I quote:

"The infinite monkey theorem states that a monkey hitting keys at random on a typewriter keyboard for an infinite amount of time will almost surely type any given text, such as the complete works of William Shakespeare. In fact, the monkey would almost surely type every possible finite text an infinite number of times. However, the probability that monkeys filling the observable universe would type a complete work such as Shakespeare's Hamlet is so tiny that the chance of it occurring during a period of time hundreds of thousands of orders of magnitude longer than the age of the universe is extremely low (but technically not zero)."

So there you go. It may not be Hamlet, but really is it that far off? It's at least better than the five pages consisting of the letter ’S’ that a monkeys on typewriters wrote. Either way, not only did we both learn something, I got Wikipedia to write half of my newsletter intro this week. That's some pretty amazing management/delegation folks. You're welcome.

While we may never know what works of art an infinite number of Monkeys could truly produce, we do however know what a non-infinite selection of our artists can do in a week - Go on, see for yourself...