Assorted Thoughts 26: This Counts As A Title, I Swear

• I went to one of my school's club hockey team's games a week or two ago.  After a furious comeback, they won in overtime.  The crowd went crazy cheering, and then one voice yelled, "We won!  LET'S GET WASTED!"
• Apparently someone found this place using the search keyword "rubber mouth."  I'm not sure how I feel about that.
• Hypothesis: if having parents that are DEEEEAAAAAD makes children become vigilantes, then children whose parents are brutally murdered before their very eyes will be significantly more likely to become Batman than children whose parents survive, or die out of sight.
• How many butts could a what butt butt if a what what in the butt?
• Does anyone else feel mildly disconcerted when you have a question about something and can't think of a way to phrase a Google search to find an answer?
• I have to think for a moment when someone asks me how old I am.  That seems like a bad thing.
• I got into the lab earlier than normal recently, before anyone else was in.  That meant I had to get the coffee going, and experienced firsthand the "I need coffee so I can remember how to make the coffee" paradox.  I'm turning into my dad.  Not cool.
• Lessons learned from "The Wizard of Oz": Intercontinental ballistic houses will ruin your whole day, and it's impossible for a lecturer to try to use the movie as an example in class without coming off as a weirdo.
• If I can add a little confusion to the world each day, I think I can be content with my life.
• I really think that all high-class, snooty rich person-targeted ski resorts should be required by law to have at least one yeti for every three ski runs.  It'd cut down on the population of idiots who don't know how to ski and go simply to show off their stylish gear, and really, who wouldn't want to read a news article about some reality show "star" going missing and turning up in fragmentary form in a wampa cave?