Great. New Guy is out today, and I forgot to ensure he gave me explicit prep for the meetings he wants me to cover. One I can wing, one I've never been to before, and I have no idea what they'll want from me.
I knew he'd forget to give it to me of his own volition, but he was busy when I left yesterday, and it totally slipped my mind.
I have no idea what they'll want from me.
Some kind of duck-related dance?
Is that the math column in the NY Times? I read the first one and thought it was pretty good.
I thought it was good, too, and was meaning to link it here.
It's fascinating having kids and watching them start to grasp numbers. Both kids went through a phase where they understood numbers up to 4, but not beyond. Casper now (6.5) can do addition and subtraction up to 20 (partly using her fingers) and is really good with change (can pick which coins you need to make 87 cents) but does not fully grasp the concept of the 10s and 100s places. I got her an abacus hoping that would help.
Oh dear God....
Thanks, 1970s Japan!: Insane Star Wars-Themed Commercial for Sea Chicken [Video]
Answer: Chewbacca jumping and yelping like someone just gave him a hearty Wookiee-neutering. Horrible doppelgangers of Han Solo, Luke Skywalker, and Princess Leia. “Sea chicken,” a screeching mantra that will haunt your ears like nothing else since “RED RUM.” The geisha-like version of C-3PO that you never imagined could be more effeminate than the original. Typical Japanese batshit craziness.
Question: What can you find in this Star Wars-themed Japanese commercial for Sea Chicken from the 1970s?
Why is it that every individual kid at the high school down the street must be dropped off by a large SUV? Each precious little angel is dropped right at the curb, so that they do not have to walk an additional step to the front door.
I want to collect them all in a big container, tag them w/GPS, and drop them off in the middle of Brooklyn. Then we'll place bets on how many of them die before nightfall.
PS: I was twenty minutes late due to SUV/Kid dropoff this morning. TAKE THE FUCKING BUS.