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A little something about me
- Margaret
- college town, Upper midwest, United States
- Sometimes late at night I break into song. And in recognition of that whole it's - really - too - late - for - anyone - to - expect - me - to - be - rational thing, I typically preface my musical rendition with, "That reminds me of a song...and it goes a little something like this." And so, when the mood strikes me, or the hour is late enough ;) , here is where I'll break into the silly songs of my childhood, the pseudo-intellectual ramblings of my grad student-hood, the haphazard mutterings of my single-hood, the philosophical musings of my female-hood, the inspirational babblings of my human-hood, the frazzled sputterings of my junior high French teacher-hood. So world, this is me. These are my thoughts, this is my life. And it goes a little something like this...
6 comments:
Bwaha!!
I hate those signs, especially the banisters.
Let...
X = p that someone would *want* to slide down the banister
Y = p that someone would read the sign *and* do what it says.
Then...
X*Y = p that someone who *was* going to slide down the banister *saw* the sign and decided not to.
But X and Y are probably covariants. People who would slide down a public banister (especially at a memorial, monument, or function government building) are unlikely to be polite/literate enough to abide by the orders of the signage.
A more effective deterent would be to weld those little metal nubs to the railing.
Mary Poppins would not approve. That's probably why she's British, not American.
I actually WAS excited to hear what political comments you had! :) And I loved the pics.
haha. A typical example of beaureacracy at work...
I liked your blog thanks for sharing this.
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