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Done! It looks like a neat game, and as a bio nerd I couldn't help but find the theme appealing.
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First day free of the prehumans. A lot of the kids were really broken up about me leaving the YMCA, which I didnt expect. Got a lot of nice goodbye notes from the kids and a surprising number of them actually burst into tears. Even one of my worst students was sad to see me go, and we practically had a Wile E. Coyote and Roadrunner kind of relationship.
That very well could be Nigel. If so it is mass apophenia(had to look it up). Lots of folks around this town have a fairly sincere nature and seem quite convinced, but that is the nature of local legends and inconsistent accounts.
In some cases, it's really the only window we have into understanding certain functions... I mean, look at Tierney's work with reverse genetics. Personally, I'm largely interested in what's going on in our brains when everything's working just right, but the technology for looking at that is brand-new, and the context for understanding it is largely dependent on what we've learned about brain structure by looking at injuries.
Trying to check out an accessible primer on this Tierney character - my memory's mucky much like my understanding of the subject.
[PS. Forgive quoted date mismatch - correct one took too long to delete =]
Interesting. I'll look into it. There's an ongoing spree in LaCrosse and along the Mississippi. No cops have opened up. They will discuss drugs, gangs, but not this.
every year like clockwork and about the same season. There are even NDAs I'm told that the local radio consortium makes talent sign to not discuss it.
LaCrosse runs on college and smuggling money. The cover up is intense. I suspect a cabal of some sort in that the killer has always managed to separate full grown men and drown them without a reported mark. That they're always white may be a factor too, but it's not really a sure indicator of racism.
I don't think it's guts, or willingness, that I lack, it may be ability (look, something I'm blind to!). Haven't I already admitted that those were loaded questions? Assuming people's lack of interest in x is caused by a lack of curiosity, and fishing for confirmation that there's something strange and mildly negative about it?
And I am aware that there's quite a few reasons people may not be interested, chiefly that they have already been exploring a subject and moved on, and also personal differences in openness to new experiences being attuned to different things and blind to others. Myself included. It just doesn't seem to me like that's all.
Am I still missing your point?
I was making assertions here because it seemed to me like we could be miscommunicating and I wanted to clarify exactly what I'm trying to say. I might simply be misunderstanding what you are saying, though. How am I not curious about people? I'm not extrapolating about a person from a single instance, I may add. All the individuals I've used in examples were people I consider my friends, genuinely like, and interact with often enough to see whatever I'm describing was not aberrant behavior. Maybe I should have mentioned this. None of them are shallow or stupid people, and that makes it all the more perplexing. And there's plenty of people I know who are not like this, people who'll bite into anything interesting you show them, who will talk about any subject, people who pay attention. Why are they this way, when others aren't? Simply personal difference?
More hilarity. Jim was boinking Lilly. Jim's wife found out, and called their old friend Mike T, who just happens to be president of NA operations.
Jim got retired. Lilly is still here.
All the projects that are failing are gathering up, and are about due to be hung around the plant manager's neck. And the plant manager is now...Lilly.
Mike T has a vicious sense of vengeance.
(I have to say that I am absolutely stunned that Jim, the quintessential good boy, was cheating. Especially given that his wife is prettier than Lilly, smarter than Lilly, and - unlike Lilly - has emotions beyond those possessed by reptiles.)
Needless to say, I am willing to help this train wreck along. Oh, yes. Jim is the best boss I ever had, regardless of his personal failings, and I will have revenge.