A comment at dinner:
Other person: The research forum? I was going to go, but there was some kind of super boring presentation about fisheries in Senegal or something.
Me: I gave that presentation.
Other person: Oh, um, yes.
Sexy titles definitely seem to be a requirement, if you want people to listen to what you are going to say. I should definitely have called the talk: “A Second Spanish Armada: Neo-Colonialism Resurgent in West Africa.”
PS. Want to experience something much better than this post? See this video that Meaghan Beattie sent me.
For those confused by the title:
*Various Springfieldians are trapped in a hole after failing to find treasure burried under the Big T”
Homer: We’ll dig our way out!
*digging ensues*
Chief Wiggum: “No, no, dig up, stupid!”
Indeed. For me, it has a personal context:
At a banquet, during the second day of a debate tournament where I was a judge:
Other person: So, how were your rounds today?
Me: Sooo much better than yesterday
*awkwardness*
*I realize that the guy who asked me was in a round I judged yesterday*
Me: Um, you know. You remember the really bad ones… not the perfectly good ones that you forgot about for a moment.
Other person: Yeah, dig up stupid.
bevehr ze milky pirate, milan.