You need therapy bills to economically quantify your emotional damages so that you can sue somebody for them.

A philosophy major explained to me that studying philosophy isn't really as useless as it seems. That's because whenever philosophers start to understand what they're doing, they stop calling it philosophy and branch into real scientists. He said it's unfair to judge the value of philosophy by the useless proto-sciences currently under study, but to consider the whole history of philosophy which includes every other field of study one can get a PhD in.

I had a student tasked with summing a finite geometric sequence with |r|>1, let's say 1+2+4+8+16. He had apparently forgotten the formula for that, but knew the formula for the infinite series a/(1-r). Good enough he thinks, and sums 1+2+4+... = -1, then subtracts off the excess terms 32+64+128+... = -32, and gets the correct answer of 31.

I flooded a dormitory once, but I blame building maintenance for tricking me into it.

I wake up and head to the bathroom. Turn on the shower, nothing happens. Try the sink, still no water. No advance notice to the residents, but the water must have been shut off for some reason. I have a class to go to, so I turn everything "off", get dressed, and leave. I'd forgotten that one of the sink knobs was threaded the opposite way from the standard convention, so that one was full on when the water was restored. Came back to the dorm after lunch and realized exactly what I'd done as soon as I entered the hallway and saw the maintenance man running his shop-vac outside my room. It overflowed the sink drain, and the bathroom floor drain, flowed through the dorm room, and was in the process of flooding the hallway.

I've answered a jury duty summons, but never even got to voir dire.

1. Get summoned by mail.
2. Check website or call ahead to see if you need to show up.
3. I check website. It's owned by domain squatters.
4. I call number, recording says go to courthouse tomorrow morning.
5. Take bus because I don't want to deal with downtown parking.
6. Check in to juror waiting room. Get jury number. It's high.
7. Can we validate your parking? No but you could reimburse me a dollar for bus fare.
8. LOL. We don't do that. The bus. LOL.
9. I tell clerk about their website. They know. They lost it last year. (But still direct unsuspecting citizens to it?)
10. Okay everybody. We have enough jurors and the rest of y'all can go home now.

One neat thing about solar and wind energy, that might have national security implications in light of recent events, is that it's really hard to blockade.

If you indexed minwage to the local affordable housing costs, there might be more interest in building some.

I think I could do fairly well with any place I'd frequently been in, and with enough autonomy to get disoriented and reoriented. Some of the houses I've lived in are not much more architecturally elaborate than a shotgun shack, but I could also do my elementary school, most of a middle school, two college dormitories, and most of a university library.

I got Buzz Aldrin's at some university watch party for some incoming space probe pictures.

That Pete Seeger song (which isn't really his, but that's the version I heard) has Cuban Spanish lyrics and isn't at all about a One Ton Tomato.

So someone with an income of $1M (20A) has a tax liability of $2M, and earning $10M means you owe $200M? At least with traditional tax brackets, it's hard (but not impossible) to accidently get marginal rates over 100%.

Yes, I switch between a few OTA stations. Usually just on as background noise. There's a couple of NPR programs that I sometimes try to listen to.

If she's used all the pieces and solved enough to reverse engineer the shape of all the missing pieces, then it is fully solved. If the missing pieces cannot be individually identified due to shared edges, then it is still solved, but is no longer a 1000 piece puzzle and she should only claim to have solved the 999 or 998 piece subpuzzle.

Get a good look. You might never see another.

Jingle bells Jingle bells, Santa Claus is dead // GI Joe the Eskimo shot him in the head.

Row row row your boat, gently down the stream // Throw your teacher overboard and listen to her scream.

Mine eyes have seen the glory of the burning of the school // We have tortured every teacher and we've broken every rule.

Chinese, Japanese, Dirty knees, Look at these.

You shouldn't kill anyone in private that you wouldn't kill in public.

You don't need that sort of instructions, just vague feedback on what's good and what isn't is sufficient. Do more stuff like what got good feedback and less stuff like what got bad feedback. Think of it as AI training set and hope you have enough I to learn without the A.

1. Apply for access to age-gated content.
2. Ignore application for 18 years.
3. Your account has been approved.

The college I graduated from required a year of foreign language for graduation -- actually take it and pass, not just test out of it.

OK, that's not quite true. For some reason, the mathematics department was grouped with the languages for purposes of this requirement, so you could take a year of calculus in lieu of a foreign language if you preferred.

Unless you were a math major. Classes in your major didn't count, so all math majors absolutely had to take a foreign language.

Unless you were a dual major like math-physics. Dual majors could apply classes from both majors towards distribution requirements. I knew several "math" majors who took just enough physics classes to qualify as a dual major for the express purpose of not having to study a language.

It's probably a lot more common than young adults fucking their babysitter. They're somehow old enough to enlist in the army, yet too young to be left home alone for an hour? Maybe both that and step-incest benefit from being commercially safer versions of fantasies that can proxy for less marketable ones.