Pariah

Puck

Sounds utterly fascinating!

Psychic flatulence!

I used to like to walk the straight and narrow line I used to think that everything was fine Sometimes I'd like to sit and gaze for days through sleepless dreams All alone and trapped in time All alone and trapped in time I wonder what tomorrow has in mind for me Or am I even in it's mind at all Perhaps I'll get a chance to look ahead and see Soon as I find myself a crystal ball Soon as I find myself a crystal ball Tell me, tell me where I'm going I don't know where I've been Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me And then tell me again My heart is breaking, my body's aching And I don't know where to go Tell me, tell me, won't you tell me I've just got to know Crystal ball There's so many things I need to know Crystal ball There's so many things I've got to know Crystal ball

Kings

Negative, Ghost Rider. The pattern is full.

Negative, Ghost Rider. The pattern is full.

That's probably the funniest thing I'll read all day.* Thank you. -- *Of course, I'm grading student lab reports today, so anything's possible.

I let it fall, my heart, And as it fell you rose to claim it It was dark and I was over Until you kissed my lips and you saved me My hands, they're strong But my knees were far too weak, To stand in your arms Without falling to your feet But there's a side to you That I never knew, never knew. All the things you'd say They were never true, never true, And the games you play You would always win, always win. But I set fire to the rain, Watched it pour as I touched your face, Well, it burned while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name! When I lay with you I could stay there Close my eyes Feel you here forever You and me together Nothing gets better 'Cause there's a side to you That I never knew, never knew, All the things you'd say, They were never true, never true, And the games you'd play You would always win, always win. But I set fire to the rain, Watched it pour as I touched your face, Well, it burned while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name! I set fire to the rain And I threw us into the flames When it fell, something died 'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time! Sometimes I wake up by the door, That heart you caught must be waiting for you Even now when we're already over I can't help myself from looking for you. I set fire to the rain, Watched it pour as I touched your face, Well, it burned while I cried 'Cause I heard it screaming out your name, your name I set fire to the rain, And I threw us into the flames When it fell, something died 'Cause I knew that that was the last time, the last time, ohhhh! Oh noooo Let it burn, oh Let it burn Let it burn

We just talked about the C-N-O cycle in last night's class. I'm sure I'd learned it once upon a time, but I remembered pretty much none of it. It was a fascinating discussion.

Honestly, I don't get what the big deal is with Benedict Cumberbatch.

Wait, what?

Beat me to it. Excellent choice. I haven't read this in a very long time. Maybe it's time for me to read it again. (Maybe I'll order copies for my Representative and Senators, too.)

Do you want to be an angel Do you want to be a star Do you want to play some magic on my guitar? Do you want to be a poet Do you want to be my string? You could be anything Do you want to be the lover of another undercover? You could even be the man on the moon Do you want to be the player Do you want to be the string? Let me just tell you something It just don`t mean a thing You see it really doesn't matter When you`re buried in disguise By the dark glass on your eyes Though your flesh has crystallized Still you turn me on Do you want to be the pillow where I lay my head Do you want to be the feathers lying in my bed? Do you want to be a color cover magazine Create a scene Every day a little sadder A little madder? Someone get me a ladder Do you want to be the singer Do you want to be the song? Let me tell you something You just couldn't be more wrong You see, I really have to tell you That it all gets so intense From my experience It just doesn't seem to make sense Still you turn me on

Lucid

Busted

You can't not do the math.

Nudist

...and Marvel's last hero falls. Again. Coming soon: The Finals (Batman vs. Green Arrow) and the Bronze Medal; match (Black Canary vs. Luke Cage)!

I'm trying to tell you the answers to the problems you missed on the exam and YOU STILL WON'T STOP TALKING!

Any relation to That Girl?

Totally missed that one myself. Good call.

Final exams

This foolish game, oh it's still the same The notes go dancin' off in the air And don't you believe it's true, the music is all for you It's really all we've got to share 'Cause rockin' and rollin', it's only howlin' at the moon It's only howlin' at the moon

We can all stop worrying now!!!1!! Tom Brady's stolen Super Bowl jersey found