Death comes for us all (a melodramatic haiku of retirement)
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guts and garters

It's all fun and games until someone loses molecular cohesion.

Friday, September 24, 2004

Rummaging through archives of one thing or another, I came upon this quote, apparently by me, and it does kinda sound like me. Why can't I be this witty any more?

'That just goes to show how my thesis is slowing leeching my brain out of my skull and keeping it in a small canopic jar on its coffee table where its friends can come around for cocktails and ask: "Oh, what's that?" and my thesis can smirk and say: "Just a little brain that I picked up somewhere. Have some more caviar."'

Lack of thesis, probably. Thesis unhinges the brain to the point of brilliance on everything but the actual thesis topic.

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