EXTRA CREDIT: How about that time they found Data's head in the 1800's but then just left it there? What the hell? Express your answer as an equation.
We had this in our university. "Astronomy for Poets". Hey art fags! If you want to study physics, you've to learn mathematics!
The school he's talking about is William & Mary. We never had anything called exactly "Physics for Poets" when I was there, as far as I know, though there definitely were certain easy (though more subtly named, like Math-powered Flight) courses for non-majors to fulfill their General Education Requirements, and in the school's defense, the school was overall difficult enough that some of the 100-level math and science courses that were aimed at concentrators would completely rape any lib-arts type that had the misfortune of wandering into them. Also, the student body was 100 percent hardcore NERD, so this situation could have easily happened in one of the non-lib-arts-major science classes.
|Ahriman the Creepy Lurker |
Pussies, I took Physics for ENGINEERS. I will never need that knowledge, but it gives me a pleasant boner when I read Pynchon.
And a billion bulbs for capturing the goth-fag English major voice perfectly.
This is a bit from his last tour and new album. The new album is good, but it's kinda short for having been, what....3 years or so since his last one?
I'm hoping and praying for a "2:22" style release to follow up "Werewolves and Lollipops," but the show on disc doesn't seem noticeably edited- the whole thing flows smoothly from start to finish. Still great, though, the "Wackity Schmackity Doo" bit had me nearly pissing myself laughing.
"If this makes the problem impossible to solve..." I like that he makes his Star Trek nerdery intentionally funny, instead of unintentionally like so many people do.
|HURF BLURF DUH |
Yeah, whatever D'Artangan, siddown
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