Jack Hardcastle

It’s pleasing to hear that the Washington Post is reporting on how young professionals are increasingly turning to “brainy” events to find mates. So now all I need to do is figure out how to drop a pickup line in front of a Picasso instead of a Guiness. Or, how to drop a pickup line at all, for that matter. *cough*

In other news, something else I wrote got printed in the Rice Thresher. I don’t particularly blame anyone (except the usual suspect – just because he’s the usual suspect) it’s just sad that I didn’t get to see the 50 or so people I wanted to see because there wasn’t anything that brought us all together.

And finally, this has been an absolutely terrible year for college students. Five Rice students have died, and then there’s Virginia Tech. Gotta love Brian Williams’ interviews last night.

Now, there have been reports that the gunman was walking around with a 9mm handgun, and also with a larger handgun. Do you know which one you were shot with?

It’s like the class of 2007 is cursed. It’s an awful curse, if that’s the case. Just mind-numbing. My condolences go out to all those who have been affected by these tragic events – a number which seems to climb by the day.