“The cat’s alive. Let’s go to dinner.”
– Penny, in The Big Bang Theory
(Referencing, for those of you who don’t watch the show, Schrödinger’s cat)
Month: May 2008
Gives “Peephole” Whole New Meaning
“Aaaa! I have no clothes on!”
– My Neighbor (heard from the hallway)
Students… Locasts… Whatever
First, a truck exploded. Then, a train derailed and caught fire.
This morning, the student lab downstairs flooded, sending a swarm of students upstairs to share offices, borrow computers, spread disease (wait… no, that’s “rats” – not “students”), and rearrange virtually every piece of furniture in the building (if I round up).
So we have fires and floods already. There really isn’t a lot of room to spiral downward from here.
It’s Like Indexed++
Leonard: “Who sells a full-sized time machine for $800?”
Sheldon: “In a Venn diagram, that would be an individual located within the intersection of the sets ‘No longer want my time machine’ and ‘Need $800′”
Things That Aren’t Comforting to Hear
“Are you feeling okay? Your eye is really red.”
Tomorrow: Locust Swarm, High of 62°F
Is it really strictly necessary for something to catch fire on the Green Line every time I come to work?
You may recall that last Thursday a medical supply truck exploded at Packard’s Corner. Today, I woke up to learn that a train derailed last night a block from my house, hit a utility pole, tore down the Green Line power cables, caught fire, and thereby suspended service to most of the branch until at least 9:30 (much longer, really, but it’s 9:30 now and there’s no sign of it clearing up).
I’m beginning to miss the days when I could get on the train, read my paper in peace, and show up at work without anything catching fire or exploding along the way.
To their credit, the MBTA’s shuttle service ran exceptionally well this morning, actually getting me here 10 minutes earlier than the train would have. When they have seven hours to get ready and call in drivers and rearrange buses, things go smoothly.
Ratte-phoey
Last week, NPR ran a brief story about Christopher Ratte. This father ordered a lemonade for his son (age 7) at a baseball game, and was given a Mike’s Hard Lemonade.
Some suggest this isn’t a realistic mistake, though as a non-drinker myself I can confirm that I didn’t know Mike’s Hard Lemonade was alcoholic until somebody tole me. I doubt I would have thought it unusual to give it to a child.
As reporter Scott Simon reflects, even the $7 price was no clue, since “the price of everything in a ballpark is ludicrous, from a bag of peanuts to the pay of a first baseman.”
No, Seriously – Do Not Reply
The next time you receive a piece of e-mail with a reply address of, say, donotreply@donotreply.com consider that if you respond anyway, that domain’s owner gets to read it anyway.
…Who Was In “Picture Perfect” With Kevin Bacon
Homer (to his mom): “You keep disappearing and reappearing and it’s not funny. You’re just like that show Scrubs.” – The Simpsons (Season 19, Episode 19, “Mona Leaves-a”)
That’s not nice at all! I’ll choose instead to interpret that as a friendly homage to this scene in Scrubs:
Janitor: For three years I’ve been watching you pine after Blonde Doctor, and I gotta tell you, everyone is sick of it – “Will they? Won’t they? Looks like they’re going to! Oooh, the last second, something might – ohhhhh!” Come on! Enough already! I mean, you guys aren’t exactly Ross and Rachel.
J.D.: Who?
Janitor: Dr. Ross, and Rachel from Bookkeeping.
– Scrubs (Season 3, Episode 30, “My Fault”)
Essence of Scrubs
JD: “I’m just doing this thing where I use a slice of wisdom from someone else’s life to solve a problem in my own life.”
Jordan: “Seems coincidental…”
JD: “And yet I do it almost every week.”
– Scrubs, “My Waste of Time”