standing in the middle of a huge grass field. He pulls the
car over to the side of the road and notices that the farmer
is just standing there, doing nothing, looking at nothing.
The man gets out of the car, walks all the way out to the
farmer and asks him, "Ah excuse me mister, but what are you
The farmer replies, "I'm trying to win a Nobel Prize."
"How?" asks the man, puzzled.
"Well, I heard they give the Nobel Prize . . . to people who
are out standing in their field."