Bill wants me to update my blargh with my wisdom
but it is 4:06 A.M. on a Tuesday night (I think)
there is no wisdom left in this child
only the desire to sit before a computer and deny the passage of time
This is one of the reasons I never left the karaoke room at the town’s graduation party. Dammit, variable interval reinforcement. Dammit, Bill Potts.
Bill became tired so he slept on a lab table next to a pile of coffee lid and insulator, lovingly hand-shredded by Hannah. Bill Potts, everybody.
The fruits of our physics lab.
We used a program to set up virtual circuits with capacitors and we had to determine how many volts each of them had. It didn’t seem to work for us.
This took so long to upload because it was a 50.6 MB file that everything in the world but YouTube thought was 506 MB. But here we are.
Follow Bill Potts! He doesn’t post anything, but you can relish in the fact that you are following a man well-learned in robotic war veterans. I wish I could give you the tumblr of the featured Spanish vocalist Hannah Feinberg, but she deleted it because according to her it was full of self-righteous vanity and no one ever followed her.