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No promises

 

 

 

 

Woke up this morning with a terrible cold. First rhinovirus of the season – yay me!

But 4 days of Inktober would be pathetic even for me, so I’m’a give it the old college try.

Did I mention I dropped out of college?

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Comments


Comment from dissent
Time: October 5, 2019, 9:04 pm

more Inktober please.

 


Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: October 6, 2019, 1:49 pm

“Did I mention I dropped out of college”

Eh, that could go either way.
College doesn’t make you what you are, you do.
That’s just a piece of paper that says you can sit still for 4 years.

Hope your rhino goes away soon to the exclusively uninhabited interiors of the larger Equinox.

 


Comment from ExpressoBold
Time: October 6, 2019, 4:52 pm

@ DurnedYankee:
…and regurgitate. Yes. College students must repeat back to the professor (or lecturer) the Approved Analysis based on the Accepted Facts.
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Here is an accepted fact as of October 6, 2019 –
Ginger Baker has ascended to the Drum Studio in the Sky

Peter Edward “Ginger” Baker (19 August 1939 – 6 October 2019) was an English drummer and a co-founder of the rock band Cream.

 


Comment from Uncle Al
Time: October 6, 2019, 11:24 pm

It’s too bad that one’s enjoyment of hot toddies is blunted by the illness necessitating them. Here’s hoping you feel better very soon!

I’ve got a lot of respect for successful dropouts (ambiguity intended). That includes, ahem, self-respect.

Most of the intelligent people I know, those who also know how to think, (a) eschewed college/university entirely, (b) spent just enough time there to read the scam, or (c) got certificated while educating themselves according to their own standards.

Yes, I know, there are some good institutions of higher education, but they are noteworthy for being the exceptions.

 


Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: October 7, 2019, 2:24 pm

Oh come now people!

That 4 year degree is a license to expect a big pay check while practicing incompetence!
(off sarc)

40+ years out from my college education, I’ve met some real bozos (and still meet real bozos) who have degrees from those oh so special colleges who couldn’t manage to successfully pour piss out of a boot with the instructions written on the heel.

It’s the person, not that blasted piece of paper, that matters. But try and tell that to the dickheads (with degrees) in HR.

 

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