this week i

watched episode 9,000, with guinness world recordholder johnny gilbert cake. (for those of you / who didn't know / of) jeopardy / the perfect show

think he looks like the v.p.e.  lavender tisane must be best tasting soap ever cuz i consume it intentionally which makes it unique among all the soaps

see sas software founders flee with more taxpayer billions than there are r core team members.  public funding / means to me / freedom, reciprocity

snow ran jan six, flags at half mast, "where's everyone?" pre-dawn we laughed

 

read lessons in chemistry by bonnie garmus

the number-two pencil she always wore either behind her ear or in her hair

so you think you're going to marry your work like the nuns marry jesus?

pass the sodium chloride

you've basically rediscovered nylon

"just so you know," the bishop said as if selecting from a list, "your real mother died in childbirth, and your real father couldn't cope"

"i see you've got the bible," mrs. sloane said, noting dr. spock's book on the table

legally mad, six-thirty thought.  what could possibly go wrong?

of all disciplines, shouldn't science be able to weed out its own intellectual zeroes?

no discernible skills other than making chains out of paper clips

"i didn't have a chance to finish, okay?  what about you?  why aren't you a phd, zott?" frask shot back.

elizabeth hardened, and without meaning to, revealed a fact about herself that she'd never told anyone other than a police officer.  "because i was sexually violated by my thesis advisor, then kicked out of the doctoral program," she shouted.  "you?"

frask looked back, shocked.  "same," she said limply

 "we all need our jobs," elizabeth seethed.  "the problem is, you've never done yours"

"robert wadlow died from being too tall," madeline said, tapping the cover of the guinness book of records

by the way.  what was that thing she said last week - about being unable to solidify helium at absolute zero.  was that supposed to be a joke?

"we never say fairy godfathers.  the fairy person is always female."

"because of organized crime?" madeline asked

if i've told you once, i've told you a thousand times..never leave a bunsen burner unattended

if a man were to spend a day being a woman in america, he wouldn't make it past noon

he listened politely, then commented on her trousers - called them a bold choice.  she looked at him surprised, then congratulated him on his same bold choice

out of everything in the article, it was the tree that did the most harm.  because on it, madeline had not only written in walter as a relative - readers instantly assumed this meant elizabeth was sleeping with her producer - but had also included a small drawing of a grandfather in prison stripes, a grandmother eating tamales in brazil, a large dog reading old yeller, an acorn labeled "fairy godmother," a woman named harriet poisoning her husband, a dead father's tombstone, a kid with a noose around his neck, as well as some hazy ties to nefertiti, sojourner truth, and amelia earhart

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