Expanding Universes...

Why is it that a vacuum craves filling? What's the science there, and why must I be a victim of its tyrannical influx? Something empty, like my stomach, will fill itself to maximum capacity with something enormous, like an entire bag of pasta loaded with sauce and Parmesan cheese... Is the vacuum just trying to fill a void? That empty hole deep inside? Poor vacuum. But please, not at my expense. These holidays are filled with vacuums, and my elastic waste-bands are already compromised. Take your science elsewhere.

("Obese Eames" by Mark Wentzel)