Scotland

The welcome committee.

Welcome to Skyfall:

Quote of the Day: Graduation

"Your tassels start on the right and go to the left. I hope the same will be true of your politics."

And also:

"Senator Dodd, as hard as you worked to pass the Dodd-Frank Act, we worked even harder trying to understand our Securities Regulation and Corporations classes as a result of the Act."

The ultimate "Throwback Thursday"

Throwback to the 1988 Seoul Olympics, when I went with my mom...and the Korean Herald thought I was a boy!

Insomnia + sloths

After another almost sleepless night, I had a realisation. I like sloths because they look like baby chewbaccas, and because they're always smiling, and because they always look cuddly even when you know they have bugs in their coats.

However, I think I like them most because of their sleeping abilities. They are hardcore sleepers. As someone who deals with terrible insomnia, I find them to be inspirational. And aspirational. I hope to one day be able to relate to a sloth.

Quote of the Day: Every day I'm travelling

"Where are you these days? Philly? Vegas? Asia? Europe?"

Quote of the Day: Tax Class

"Who here uses Bing?"

*Silence*

"EXACTLY!  No one cares about Bing.  Of Microsoft's $20 million of revenue, $0 was from Bing."

Quote of the Day: Death by Echidna

"Last night I dreamt that you got a bad haircut and tried to kill yourself by hugging an echidna. How I knew it was an echidna, I'm not so sure. And fortunately it is a very ineffective way to do yourself in."


Follow up messages include a picture of an echidna:

And a description:

Echidnas, it's true, are weird. Male echidnas have terrifying, four-pronged fork penises, while female echidnas have "milk patches" instead of nipples. They all have prehensile (seeming) claws, and infant echidnas are, by any standard, objective definition, hideous. Still, the echidna looks like the older character in a children's book about woodland creatures  that walks around with a cane, wears pince-nez, fending off an evil steamshovel and, while serious meetings about the imminent steamshovel threat are being conducted in a hollowed out log, unhelpfully interrupts the proceedings to offer each character in turn some of its homemade fig cakes. Only when the creatures have run out of other ideas do they eat the fig cakes, realizing immediately that the cakes temporarily grant them super strength with which they can fend off mechanized interlopers and preserve their virgin dell.