Second Post?! Yeah.

Shoot, Will totally took the "First Post" post and ran with it. I was going to do that, but it's too late now, unless I change the time of this entry to an hour before Will's. But that's cheating. Like in Ocean's Thirteen when Brad Pitt puts in the correct secret sequence of tokens to make the slot machine spew its massive progressive jackpot with the next token. On the casino's opening night. That's cold. I guess it's okay, though, because America loves seeing casinos lose.

But instead of making a random dumpy woman's pupils dilate out of excitement, this kind of cheating would just make Will look down upon me, and he'd probably shake his head out of disappointment. And all of this before we even meet in person; now, that's something that deserves being looked down upon and having a head shook at.

I was going to write an entry about something totally random and not related to MIT, like how I hate tangerines but love clementines and mandarin oranges. (It's because of the seeds! The number of seeds is inversely proportional to how good the citrus fruit is.) But I might save that for my other, more appropriately-themed blog. Or maybe not, since within that parenthetical, I basically revealed the entirety of the reasons behind my fruit preferences.

Anyway, in recent MIT-related news, I tried making a rainstick with my MIT tube. Putting a handful of rice grains in a tube gave me far more utils (Stop now and say that aloud. It's pronounced "yoodles". How awesome is that?) than either could alone. It failed miserably, however, since the rice grains and the tube were far too disproportionate in size. To quote something I heard in the boys' locker room one time, "it was like throwing a hot dog down a hallway."

But I doubt he was talking about rainsticks.