Month: April 2019

(Yes—the partner count is so high, this had to be split into two parts. In fact, it comes with its own practice problems. The midterm is in two weeks. Good luck!) There are moments that change who we think we

The last we saw of Charlie, he was chipping away at the remnants of the metaphorical umbilical cord, only to discover it was the belay keeping him from freefalling into polite society. Polite society is dreadful. You have to talk

(Shout-out to all the armchair physicists: throw your best title-inspired bastardization-of-Sturm-Liouville-Eigenvalue-Problems-or-generalized-coordinate-system Danger Zone “actually” theory at me in the comments. Aim to beat the current title-holder, a donation collector in front of a grocery store who responded to “I’m sorry;

“Dad, you’re sure messing with Mom’s kitchen is a good idea?” “We’re not going to mess with her kitchen,” Mike justified, “she is.” Mike had been planning his 35th anniversary prank for ages. Charlie was lured under the guise of

Small children are claiming to see a woman wandering the parks at night. Some say she lives in Sylvan Glade. They say her clothes, mat, and stool are her sole possessions, and she only takes from nature what she needs

(If an unrelated search term brought you here, my condolences. I’ve changed some of the wording to convince Google this post is irrelevant. This poor guy doesn’t need a weird Sims blog on a list of sites honoring his life.)