Xander ,'First Date'
Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
It'll make your microwave explode?
Okay, that drinkable yoghurt was nasty.
There's a guy here trying to return a filled prescription, and is threatening to never shop at Walgreen's. He's returning it because he didn't mean to fill it. I just know the manager's going to cave.
Key points:
If you gave a neuroscientist from 1950 an education in modern neuroscience I have a feeling they'd be pretty shocked by two big ideas that we all take for granted:
1) The brain is a collection of competing parts.* The mind isn't a rational machine, a disembodied blob of intelligence. Instead, our head holds a messy network of different brain areas, many of which do their processing unconsciously. What Adam Smith said about the pin factory is also true of the mind: "It is divided into a number of branches, of which the greater part are likewise peculiar trades."
2) We are very emotional creatures. Take away our feelings and we don't turn into Spock. Instead, we become pathologically indecisive and amoral. You can't separate cognition from emotion.
No, no tomatoes. The only acid would be from port, I guess (I finally made the pork/mushroom deal I posted about weeks ago, and used the port, and it was good!). Oh, and a little sour cream.
It'll make your microwave explode?
I don't have a microwave. Haven't we been through this before?
Yerp. He caved and cut the pharmacist off at the knees. She's dealing with it pretty well. I hate when bosses do that shit.
Haven't we been through this before?
Because we never re-hash old topics.
Jesse, *I* don't have a microwave. Therefore everyone else does.
Quod erat give me my motherfucking drugs.
You don't have a microwave? How do you cook? Do you actually... cook? I'd have to cry A LOT if I couldn't use the microwave to cheat/make dinner most nights.
Speaking of food, I'm starving. I should make dinner. Of course, that would mean I'd have to get out of bed.
Burrell, if we don't eat, we're not taking anyone else down with us.
You don't cook for the moggie, do you, Jesse?