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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.
Oh, fuck you.
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.
Ha.
Case in point much?
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TOM!!
5th Grader Corrects the Smithsonian
That is AWESOME. I feel a kindred spirit. (Says the woman who at 8 years of age prevented a surgeon from making a HUGE mistake with her post-op care that if I hadn't brought it up would have probably meant several more weeks in the hospital if not worse.)
While no previous visitors to the museum had brought up the error, it has long rankled the paleobiology department's staff, who noticed it even before the Tower of Time was erected 27 years ago, she said.
They must be feeling pretty pissed off, huh? "Okay, so next time we want an inaccuracy corrected so we don't look like total idiots, we should just hire a 5th-grader? Good to know."
They must be feeling pretty pissed off, huh? "Okay, so next time we want an inaccuracy corrected so we don't look like total idiots, we should just hire a 5th-grader? Good to know."
"Let's just hire one. Get me a 10 year old to wander around the Smithsonian Institutes and tell us how we suck."
Need to go shower and go to work. Do not want!
Oh, today was a world of do not want! Be strong, brenda. We're all behind you.
Happy birthday Tom!
I think 10 year olds are at that perfect moment of clarity and rationality -they're old enough to be almost-adult in their intelligence, but mostly too young to be hormone-addled teenagers. It's a great age. For correcting the Smithsonian.
I am so glad my mother is only 58, and my father (62) has a ten years younger wife and at least one child who is both not estranged from him and a responsible human being, even if she's only 21 right now.
When she gets old, my mother is going to be a HANDFUL. (I mean, she's a handful now, but a healthy and fully compos mentis handful).
Not a good birthday so far.
Bah. But I am glad I clicked through to see what FoTC is! Now if I can only remember that's there when I get home tonight.
Happy Happy Birthday, Tom!!!
Hope the day gets better, like with good food and cake better.
My virus from hell shifted from a terrible sore throat to congested head. Feh. But at least swallowing is easier.
I'd probably have helped random guy on the road, even with the kids in the car (which DH would HATE to hear).
The Conversation was a lot easier with my parents--twin is a lawyer who simply told them what they needed to do and they did it. Even though Dad is the stoic type who doesn't like to accept help, he's also pretty understanding, having been through it with his own father. I hate to think of my parents being unable to take care of themselves but it makes me glad that I have as many siblings as I do. Less pressure on any single one of us.
Happy Birthday, Tom! I hope it gets better. And I certainly hope there's cake.
Stephen just showed me an article about a school in Arizona strip-searching a thirteen-year-old for IBUPROFEN. I am speechless.