Thursday, September 05, 2002
I must sleep soon if I am to awaken tomorrow at the properly designated hour. Therefore, this will be a short blog. I promise.
I watched the Mass democratic gubernatorial debate tonight. It was kinda sad. It was just way too tame, and the various little bits of political 'trickery' used by the candidates on camera were painfully obvious. I sort of liked the little guy, though... Robert Reich, I think his name is? His sense of humor, at least, didn't seem to be canned.
Birmingham (I think that's his name) was genial enough, but he had this incredibly bizarre and frightening smile at the very beginning that made me wary of him for the rest of the time. Tolman was like a broken record stuck on 'clean elections'. I really did not like O'Brien at all. She didn't answer any of the questions they asked her. People kept on asking her what she would do, and she kept on saying what she did do. It's as though she has no stand on current political issues, she just wants you to see what she's already done.
Playing with my scanner. Ah, the joy. The fun. It is neverending.
I'm heading out to Newton tomorrow for Rosh Hashana. It ought to be interesting. I can almost guarantee that I will have some tales of high amusement value to relate herein after I get home. If I can get on the computer then. Which is unlikely. But I will tell you my future stories eventually, as soon as I can kick my heinous little brother off the computer.
My english teacher decided to cancel all of our summer reading tests because she got fed up with the fact that they weren't ready yet. So now we don't have to take them. I am quite pleased about this turn of events.
If you have three doors, and two have goats behind them, and one has a car, and you pick one, and then one that you didn't pick is opened to show a goat, so you know that of the two doors left one hides a goat and the other hides a car, would you stay with your original choice or would you like to switch? Well, if you switch you have a 2/3 chance of getting the car.
Don't ask me why, I personally think that there's something fishy at the heart of the problem, but the rest of the world (excepting Maura and Maddie, who share my skepticism) seems to take this as incontrovertible fact. We debated the answer during two classes (psych and french) and still I am undecided.
The time for sleep has come creeping up upon us like a cat needing to use the litter box in the dead of night.
Thus, I end.