From McSweeney: The Only Thing That Can Stop This Asteroid Is Your Liberal Arts Degree.
“I’ve seen your work and it’s damn impressive. Your midterm paper on the semiotics of Band of Outsiders turned a lot of heads at mission control. Your performance in Biology For Non-Science Majors was impressive, matched only by your mastery of second-year Portuguese. And a lot of the research we do here couldn’t have happened without your groundbreaking work on suburban malaise and its representation and repression in John Hughes’ films. I hope you’re still that good, because when you’re lowering a hydrogen bomb into a craggy mass of flying astronomic death with barely any gravity, you’re going to need to draw on all the multidisciplinary reason and analysis you’ve got.”
And in other news…
From the land of, “Well, this is a total bummer”: Apparently, having your gallbladder removed does not magically cure your fibromyalgia.
So that would be Magical Thinking-0; and, uh, Non-Magical Thinking-“Ha Ha, Neener Neener, {{giant raspberry}}!”
Maybe having the gallbladder removed doesn’t get rid of the fibro pain. But what about the post-op doses of Dilaudid?