Science says that I’m more likely to trust people that I think find me attractive. … so… no one.

I really like Slate Magazine’s XX Factor podcast whenever they have a male panelist. You know: for legitimacy.

I’m trying to decide between two unappealing options: wear a sweater every single day this winter or gain a lot of weight.

I think I need psychological counseling for my irrational fear of sigmas. Either that or a math class.

I’m lucky that when I fell off my bike I was wearing a helmet. I’m doubly lucky that I also didn’t hit my head.

The women may have won the Battle of the Sexes, but we Men will win the War.

Grading essays. Ugh. I think I’m just going to become a logician so I don’t have to deal with this ever again. … I’m assuming I’ll be a famous logician that only has to teach one logic class per semester.

Customer Service called to ask if I was happy with their customer service. I was. Until you called.

YESS!!! I didn’t kill or trap the mouse, I just sent him away to my downstairs neighbor. Problem Solved!

Everything is ruined forever.

Drunk dialing ex-girlfriends is always a bad call. (Credit to @lallyandreevna)

I’m thinking of doing a creative challenge a week in 2010 – the Year of Living Creatively? Art, music, etc. Who wants to partake?

Whenever I present on the 3-Page Gettier paper, I think I’ll include it as a footnote to my handout.

My friend @nikibot says she hasn’t had a decent hug since I left. 🙂

Why is it ‘cease and desist’? What if I want to cease, but not desist. Or maybe ‘sist and decease’?

I think Miss Ogeny just needs to find herself a good man that won’t beat her too often.

I’m mad the rat got into my breakfast foods. That’s right: I’m grumpy because somebody peed on my Cheerios.

Whatever happened to Sisqó? I thought he really had something with that ‘Thong Song’