Every little piece of the universe is connected to every adjacent little piece of the universe and there are no discontinuities. Not even the Masters of Boskone. Which makes it all connected, albeit there may be a gazillion degrees of separation between one little piece and another.
So if anyone tells you "You can't get there from here," you can angrily retort that Vanda disagrees, and Vanda is never wrong. So there.
Like this morning, the groundskeeper at the courthouse was sweating like to rain. His monochrome blue work shirt had become two tone. Light about the shoulders, dark sleeves and back. He was so wet with sweat that you could tell what brand of soap he used if you were anywhere downwind.
And one day in 2001 there were 7 men at the top of Guadalupe Peak in Texas, none of whom knew any of the others, and all of whom were sweating like to rain. BUT THERE WAS NO SMELL OF SOAP.