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3:Here is something you may not have known: “drink the kool-aid”, is a phrase that has come to be used to refer to people buying into the claims of weird culty situations. Originally it referred to accepting the local 60’s psychoactive drug culture by way of consuming LSD-Laced Kool-Aid (back when it was legal) as detailed in Tom Wolfe’s “The Electric Kool-Aid Acid Test”. However, the more cult-suicide association is a reference to the 1978 Jonestown Massacre, which was actually Cyanide laced Grape Flavor-Aid. Oh YEAH! So, if you are on the older and more socially permissive side and have been asleep the last 30 years you should know “Kool-Aid” randomly coming up in conversation is usually figurative and something to avoid, even though the reference should literally be Flavor-Aid. My house only drinks Tang; delicious weird Mexican flavored Tang. Horchata-Tang? Yes, please. It’s made of tigernut! TIGERNUT!

Maybe among the top 10 best/worst footnotes I ever published.

(I actually am not super into Horchata, but I did enjoy saying “tigernut”.)

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He turned into a for-reals medical doctor, so "dumb face" was more an exasperated sentiment than a commentary on his actual physiognomy. And while it could seem wacky to deny that there may be others in his life who might have made the connection for him, he did slide into the burning man crowd, so maybe (MAYBE) not. I know it’s a limited sample set, but the few I know are pretty similar on the venn diagram with the “i don’t even own a tv”-crowd.

Fun Fact: When we were undergrads, I pretended to be bad at biochemistry in order to have a reason to talk to him. BUT I believe I came clean about that in grad school when we re-met when I was serving him burritos and we had a moment of mutual out-of-context recognition. I never actually followed up on whether or not he took my advice about his ethical conundrum, but was amused just to be asked.  Plus, in turn he had helped me out with another project, so Quid Prong Conch.

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OHMAN, I don’t even remember what I was looking for, but this was the first robot I worked with in a hospital environment!  Ours did not dispense candy; though I bet some of the placebos in there were technically sugar pills so, in a way, it did!  It’s like seeing an old friend on the news, but for something good, unlike when my jr. high math-pal (and high school Chem lab partner) was written up in Salon as regarded the “bitter nerd” phenomenon.  Oh, memories.  Oh, candy.  

"The wars of the future will not be fought on the battlefield or at sea. They will be fought in space, or possibly on top of a very tall mountain. In either case, most of the actual fighting will be done by small robots. And as you go forth today remember always your duty is clear: To build and maintain those robots."

I just remembered I left myself with a drawer of emergency red-hots last week and am basically the happiest dog on the internet right now.

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While I’d like to think you can generally take it as given that I have exceptional taste in so many things, every once in a while I feel like I must disclose that I LOVE this track¹. On the birds-eye level, it gives you the opportunity to both call to question and smooth over dissenting opinions, citing that sometimes people just have things to which they develop irrational attachments². Like the pronunciations of “Doör” or “Foür”. But, specifically and at the grounded-level: this silly track’s gotten someone here through many a rough day/week/month. Including this one.

Arnold Schwarzenegger : 30 :: Kimmy Schmidt : 10.

¹And, I may have made a questionable vote in an election once toward my enthusiasm of having this guy autograph my doctoral diploma, on the off chance I ever became the type of person to mount it on my wall. Sorry! In my defense, CA was not the first state with a governor from “Predator”.

²I often wish everyone had sort of a best practices in fighting so people don’t get uncertainly offended or unnecessarily hurt. I was captain of the debate team in my Maxwell Fischer-esque youth: one would think I would be able to argue without a rubric. Apparently not!

Now you think you are finished, but, no, not at all! (3:10) I will also tell you that “[premise], but no!” is one of my favorite constructs.

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http://5by5.tv/b2w/229/01:04:22 - 103-106ish, relevantly about 3 minutes (but maybe just go to the end because it is kind of the best.)

The part of me that thinks I would make an excellent, neutrally benevolent but self-entertainingly maybe mischievous jinn (yes, I am much better but still on *many* medications: go with it,) really (really, really!) respects when people take the extra second to be really specific in wishes, assertions, and other types of communications.

Not JUST because of my background with the impromptu marathon. Though in this case there is that, and probably the fact that even through the late 90′s, I wasn’t certain if I would lean more toward science or law.

And even now: who knows? The wikipedia article on sanity (at least as excerpted by -Dictionary) seems super interesting.

No-Man*-of-Woman-Born, LLC. Prophesy Loophole Investigators. (*Maybe my ideal job in a ‘being a lady loitering in the oracle annex’ sort of way.)

[Disclosure: this was sent to a secret flip-phone as a ringtone and was used as an alarm to begin work when I was trying to get a dissertation done, around this time of year, a few years ago, every day until it was done:

…And again, I just want to reiterate, this tolerance for sucking is giant. Like, anybody you know who does great work, like people in this room who you admire, sit and sweat it. And you know what they say to themselves? I will tell you. They say, “I am a fraud. I am never gonna do anything good again, and I’m gonna die alone, with shit in my pants, watchin’ cable. Because, I don’t know how I’ve skated for this long on my very modest amount of skills and good looks, that’s goin’ away…” and everybody thinks that, but you know what? The way you get good at it is you power through it and you keep going. I know this sounds motivational, it’s not. The point is that you, that you just have to keep the work going. Because there’s no magic, there’s not any little pill you take–Ritalin helps, in my experience…

…And even then: every so often in days since. #1 Philosopher, this MDM guy.]

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I do not not feel this the way I used to not feel this.

(Drinking ALL the coffee was not a great step 1.)

I used to go to work on Monday and come home on Saturday.

(and, yeah, it was mostly a workaround for a bout of agoraphobia, but still.)

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Years later, I occasionally chuckle to myself about

"SHE'LL READ THOUGHTS AND HAND GESTURES!"

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When back-scatter (Back-splatter!) discontinuation was announced a couple weeks ago, I thought about this for a while. And then there was the video that was circulating recently about food’s progression from animal to meal and I thought about the ketchup-man bit. And I made a pretty open reference to baby batter yesterday morning and it was gross and then I thought about this. So now you can think about it.

Heh, when SS told his gym anecdote about the stinky guy on the treadmill, I always really hoped it was that guy who dumped me for the holistic chicken masseuse, as he had technically overlapped employment at the paper company. Only because it is hilarious to think about, not due to a history of stank.