| into the inner depths of nerddom |
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So for pretty much the whole weekend I'm going to be remind myself of how smart I'm not at the MIT Mystery Hunt. Updates will be precanned, but watch me look to twitter as my lifeline to the outside world.
Go Team Left as an Exercise for the Reader! Literary Bit of the Moment "Well, I heard of this young girl. Eighteen years old. A Yassar student. For a price, she'll come over and discuss any subject - Proust, Yeats, anthropology. Exchange of ideas. You see what I'm driving at?" "Not exactly." "I mean my wife is great, don't get me wrong. But she won't discuss Pound with me. Or Eliot. I didn't know that when I married her. See, I need a woman who's mentally stimulating, Kaiser. And I'm willing to pay for it. I don't want an involvement - I want a quick intellectual experience, then I want the girl to leave. Christ, Kaiser, I'm a happily married man." --Woody Allen, The Whore of Mensa |
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