And in the words of Kevin Spacey’s Lex Luthor, “WRONG!”

Over 30 years ago, when Dr. J. was about Lil Resident’s age, on a fine summer evening much like the one we enjoyed last night here in New Atlantis; where it was still warm but with an occasional cooling breeze, and fireflies lit up the yard, Dr. J. and his closest childhood chum were sitting on the curb waiting for the last streetlight to go on, as that was when it was time for us to go in for the night. We were the oldest kids on our street, and all of our other friends were typically called in for the night a little earlier, thus ending our nightly game of ‘Jailbreak‘ and beginning the time where we would shoot the breeze until it was time to go home.

On one particular night, we felt the need to hammer out and standardize, at least for purposes of when we conversed as to what people meant by, ‘a couple,’ ‘a few,’ etc…

This is what we came up with…

Words like a ‘handful’ relied on size of both the object and the hand in addition to the quantity of said object, so they were left out of our discussion that evening.