Not only did I wear my MIT hat, but I also watched Eureka today. I like all the fake geek talk.

I heard this story today from a co-worker that his buddy used to ride the TriMet bus (our public transportation) and had the pleasure of sitting next to a couple of meth-heads and overheard their conversation. The best I ever did was sat behind a guy writing a manifesto that included:

1. Have sex with as many women as possible, but only blondes and sometimes redheads.
2. Learn to kill. Start with squirrals. (sic)

Ok, so I’m not quite sure about that list, but I’m sure I have it written down SOMEWHERE.

But I’m getting off the topic of what was overheard. The meth-heads were going to go to OHSU for a medical study to map the effects of methamphetamines on the brain. One of the guys was saying crack screws you up, but meth makes you clairvoyant. His plan was to go to the cafeteria at the hospital and pick up the residents there. My co-worker then said ridiculed the clairvoyance of the meth-head, asking, “How likely is it that a doctor in residency is going to go out with a jobless meth addict?”

A hell of a lot more likely than with a Software Engineer from Megacorp.