Paul got a job teaching Physics at Berkley, generic but developed an interest in Chemistry and too much LSD, which for him was one hit.  Granted it was a strong hit, but he was one of the ones that was on all altered.  He began to preach about the love of Jesus for Physics and how certain secretly Vatican financed agents were out to kill him since he had figured it all out, and was to only one who had been capable of reading between the lines.

This went on in his classes for a lot longer than you would imagine, but the times were strange.

Eventually enough students were noticed to be all getting A plus grades from Paul, and his students were a gaggle of dumbasses and jocks who didn't know shit about physics and said that Jesus loved Physics, and so did they!  Paul was sort of fired.  Actually he was paid to go to psychiatrists.

Then Paul started a band called the Jesus Physics and gained quite a following since Paul, while now sort of crazy made some awesome sound processing machinery, and was lucky to get a great drummer.

With profits from sales of his electronic music gizmos he bought an arsenal.  When the science hating Vatican agents came after him he fully intended to defend himself.  He gave everybody in the band 45 semi automatic pistols for Christmas, in the third year when they all had a lot of money.

For himself, as a present to himself, he got an Italian  semi automatic 12 gauge shotgun.  From then on he was really really in love with the most advanced shotguns and bought all he could.

He even incorporated shotguns into his rock shows creating a shotgun percussion guitar sort of thing that shot stage fireworks when the musician pulled the trigger, but also had a barrel mouthpiece and strings.

Then he married a red headed groupie who was a hypoglicemic vegetarian bi polar nymphomaniac and would get so wore out he became a voyeur sitting around with guns and butter in a bunker on his compound whispering songs about monks and nuns into a cassette tape recorder whenever horny last stop band members came over for what they called rehearsals.

Then he changed his name and took his bride back home where they moved into a doublewide on top of a mountain, or really just the biggest hill and he went back to teaching at the University.

He hadn't seen his brother Norm for a few months for no particular reason at all when he read on line that his brother Norm had dropped over dead in Civilization.