"I don't know who you are. I don't know what you want. If you are looking for approval, I can tell you I don't have any. But what I do have are a very particular set of skills -- skills I have acquired over a very long career. Skills that make me a nightmare for people like you. If you leave my language alone right now, that'll be the end of it. I will not look for you, I will not pursue you. But if you don't, I will look for you, I will find you, and I will punctuate you."

Saturday, December 29, 2012


Sometimes during my lunch break at the transient center, I like to wander the nearby halls of academia. One of my favorite buildings houses art and design classes. There are always many interesting things to look at on the walls and in display cases and even a small gallery. In fact, it's not the only building devoted almost wholly to arty things. What a lot of proud parents there must be out there.

This blue-print-like drawing of some sort of domicile and its landscaping in a display case included a rather glaring "typo". I wonder if it brought down the student's score, or if the instructor even noticed.

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