In the Charlotte airport, and I'd pay someone twenty bucks if they gave me a cot and half an hour for a nap.
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Off-topic discussion. Wanna talk about corsets, pandas, duct tape, or physics? This is the place. Detailed discussion of any current-season TV must be whitefonted.
According to a book I'm reading, the MFA is the new MBA.
You can't get a job with either.
I'm more concerned with knowledge silos impacting the crosscutting operationalization of appropriate paradigms.
Sadly, I also know what this means, in as much as it means anything. I have fantasies of bombing silos and boxes and yelling, "I guess you're out of those damn silos and boxes for good now."
Oh, we used to say "womjep" for women in jeopardy books.
There's a term for women appearing in books about Jeopardy! ?
(This is why hyphens are important.)
So, I don't know much about Rand Paul except what I've heard over the past few days, but he's a fuckhead, right?
Yes, he is, Dana. In 2002, he ripped the Fair Housing Act, so this stuff about the ADA and Civil Rights Act is nothing new.
In the Charlotte airport, and I'd pay someone twenty bucks if they gave me a cot and half an hour for a nap.
I am convinced that those per hour tube hotels in Japan would do a fantastic business in airports. I never need naps as desperately or am more willing to pay than when traveling.
I heard some of his interview on NPR, and it's been a long time since I've heard someone that weasel-y. He was all "I would have marched with Martin Luther King!" and "I think we should eliminate institutional racism!"
Yeah, GOOD LUCK eliminating institutional racism without, you know, CHANGING the fucking institutions.
I should probably edit out all the comments where I call myself a dumbass in the test release notes, huh?
I was watching him with Rachel Maddow last night, and I couldn't take him in more than 2-minute chunks, so I kept on stopping the recording to watch Jeopardy or other dvr'd shows when I couldn't listen to him weasel around anymore.
Dylan just ran through the sprinklers at the playground and then ran back to me crying "I'm wet I'm wet!" Am I a bad Mommy if my response was "well, no duh, you were in the sprinklers"?