After a semester's worth of weekly trips to Harvard Square, I've lost all pity for hobos. The sketchy guy playing Yahoo games in the ESP office didn't exactly help.
Does anybody else find the name "Operation Just Cause" (U.S. invasion of Panama, 1989) to be inappropriately hilarious?
I still don't understand the idea that the fruit from the Tree of Knowledge is forbidden for the residents of Eden. It makes me think I'd prefer Hell.
Neither do I understand why I keep seeing paper in trash cans right next to recycling bins. Bright blue must not be obvious enough.
My dream house has no doors. That way people can't stand outside the doors and smoke.