Load of Bollix

Dramatis Personae Estrogen Russian Bloke Man w/ Chihuahuas Homeless man who accepts nickels, dimes, and quarters Other People Act One Scene: Smada Nagrom Estrogen: What are you doing? Russian Bloke: Watching this guy pee in public while we wait on Other People. What are you doing? Estrogen: Watching this enormous rat go by. Who are we waiting for again? Russian Bloke: We are waiting on Other People, who in this play do not in any way, shape or form represent God, just other, wretched people. Estrogen: Why does it always smell like pee here? Russian Bloke: Leave me alone while I play with my bowler hat. Enter: man pushing several Chihuahuas in a baby stroller adorned with Obama/Biden sticker. Estrogen: Whoa, do you know someone replaced your baby with several, v. small ugly dogs? Russian Bloke: Just to be clear, did you vote for Obama/Biden, or your several, v. small ugly dogs currently being pushed around in an apparatus meant for human infants and not v. small ugly dogs? Man: Whatevs

In a recent graduate school class on diversity (or, why white people are sh*t), we had to create a pie chart of ourselves. Two things immediately popped into my mind. 1-why the flip am I paying GW thousands of dollars to do sh*t like this? and 2-piece of cake (or pie, as it were). My pie was done in seconds; my classmates, however, were seemingly blown away by the self-reflective thought required to do this activity (terrifying). They'll probably be administrators in 5 years or less, writing policy in 7 (truth).