And because I apparently don't think about alcohol enough...

My macro professor is illustrating externalities by rambling about a brewery on the Potomac river that can cheaply produce beer. Yeah. A few classes ago, he was rambling about Johnny Depp and Kate Moss producing acid and pot together, and before that, he was talking about how many drinks a college student could afford to buy at the Tavern back when it sold beer.

Yep. And yes, this is the "little red hen" prof I mentioned before.

I'm going to let that sink in.

Anyway, I am back at AU. Last night, despite a train delay of two and a half hours, I was on time to work for the first time since, well, I started. Then I played pool for about an hour and got paid for it. Before that, I played Descent: Freespace on my laptop and got paid for it. Have I mentioned that I love my job?

On the downside, I'm a NARC monkey. Interestingly, despite my excessive mocking of the GARC workers last year, I have no qualms whatsoever about this development.

"Suppose I buy myself a great big muscular HUM-VEEEEE." Please help me. He's talking again. Now I'm trying to picture him "tooling around" in his big "HUM-VEEEEE." DEAR LORD NO.

In a completely unexpected turn of events -- I'm very happy to be back.

"Suppose I like you. I'm really fond of you. And I see you eating an ice cream... and I get PLEASURE FROM IT!" *pause while everyone chokes* "I'm getting a positive externality from this, and you can't even make me pay for it!"

At least this class is entertaining...