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Sick
Mac! (said when seeing me write his name, but apparently unable to distinguish it when heard from "map" or "Matt.")
Zoo
Rain
Stitches
Chicken


Not entirely new, but by far his favorite phrase of the week:
I go! I go!
This is distinguished from "Go, go, go!" which is a general hurrying exhortation. "I go!" is a demand/statement of reality.

Some of you may remember that I posted a while ago about how one of the DC Madam's escort women was a Ph.D? It turns out she's the former head of a graduate program in occupational therapy education, but that's not what's interesting.

She's 63. She was 56 when she started moonlighting as an escort for $250/ninety minutes, of which she got $130 in take-home pay. (It seems remarkably low, but it's this services' standard rate. When you start thinking, "dude, my husband bills out at more than that," though, it doesn't seem like such a good job.

I think I'm impressed; it's also a very interesting data point, as historically most prostitutes are unemployable past their mid-30s.


( Life is hard as an adjunct professor: )