For some reason I'm getting the thought he saw the tornado, and thought he would take the expression pissing in the wind to its xenith
I do a lot of business in Belgium, and our rep there has a brother who is a butcher. So I went to dinner at their house and had horse. It was actually delicious. And they were telling me that given the muscular nature of horse, the most delicious and tender horse, are actually the older animals when they are out of their athletic prime. So its really rather humane, because much of the horse that ends up in butcher shops in France or Belgium or whatnot, is from older animals on the homestretch anyways.
Add me to the list of people with no beef with eating horse. I'd eat just about anything done ethically. I hear human placenta gives you rock hard erections. I've seen those herbalists that dry it up and put it in pills, Fuck that, I'll take mine medium rare.
Today in class we were doing student introductions briefly. Each person offered a little bit of information about themselves and moved on. It was the turn of the person that made my life exceptionally difficult last semester and here's how she introduced her self, "I'm Doctor Beverly Snelling Smith-Klein, and I've been teaching 20 years and am interested in instruction." Meanwhile everyone else was saying My name is Tom, I'm interested in health disparities. This class is Community Health II. The woman is insane.
Oh, snap. This reminds me of class intros in high school. Everyone's all, "I like to play football." "I like to play the guitar." Picture the nerdiest, geekiest guy imaginable. He introduced himself saying, "My name is X and I like to design and build rollercoasters," in the squeakiest voice ever. The entire class became dead quiet. Except for my friend and me...we made eye contact and just burst into laughter. It was the kind of laugh where you can't stop. Gawd, I still laugh thinking about it.
Tornados scare the shit out of me, always have, even though they're a rare event here. Or were until the last couple years. Two came through our town, just F1's, but that was enough. I don't know how you guys do it.
I think the worst class of my entire life was when I took a simple sociology intro. Oh my fucking God. Never. Never again. Three classes in and I want to nerve gas the place with me inside. Everyone must go, you have to be sure. It was as if whatever the teacher was teaching (or at least TRYING to teach) was a springboard for 90% of the class to knock the chips off their shoulder. My mouth got the better of me a couple times but aside from that I kicked back and listened to this cockfight of a class explode on each other for three hours a pop. Most of my class participation involved giggling, uncontrollable shoulder-shaking and occasional bursts of "Are you SERIOUS?"
One of my favorite classes in college was Sociology of Gender. We had some great discussions and the professor was smart and not some harpy feminazi ranting about the patriarchy. I don't remember any of the content, just that 1) the weird kid that liked wearing chain-mail to class had a fucking panic attack and passed out and 2) we played kickball and had a picnic for our final. Got an A.
Worst are the machine gunners that seemed to always not get the point of the lectures and endlessly ask contradictory questions. You aren't expanding the discussion idiot stop interrupting the teacher. TX that kid probably blogs for return of the king now. We had the blind kid start singing "under the boardwalk" one career day while we waited on the presenter to arrive. I thought I was going to pass out from laughing so hard.
I had to take a Sociology 101 course in college. I just sat in the back, rolled my eyes and regurgitated my prof's opinions to get an A.
The principal in my elementary school was Dr. Esther Silvers, and she would introduce herself as that CONSTANTLY. And dont you DARE refer to her as Mrs. Silvers. She would dress down kids for not addressing her properly. Bitch you have a doctorate in education, you're not a heart surgeon. Stop shaming 7 year olds. I dont remember much else, but my mom said she was a royal piece of work.
One of my cousins got a PhD from Harvard in something to do with cancer research. He's pretty chill about it, except when it comes to his brother, who is the only person he forces to refer to him as Doctor.
I used to work with a guy who had a JD, but worked in bottom-rung sales doing cold calls. He had Esq. in his email signature, and it is the only time I've ever seen someone use that title seriously.
Some doctors deserve more praise than other doctors. "Doctor" Jerry Falliwell does not belong on the same shelf as the architect of a heart bypass. No sir.
A guy I used to work with put "BSIT" in his email signature. That would be a Bachelor of Science in Information Technology. I had no idea; I had to look it up. Something to brag about. Meanwhile my girlfriend doesn't even like it when I jokingly put "Dr" in her salutation when buying airline tickets.