Some days, I wake up and have a complete intellectual break down. Typically the days I oversleep, like today, are the worst for my brains. In college, the worst example of this was in my social psych class. I went to sleep at 7, woke up for class at 10, and by the time I got to class, I forgot everything I had ever learned about social psych. I couldn’t give an operational definition for attitudes, I had no idea what cognitive dissonance was and I couldn’t even remember false consensus theory. In short, I was dumber than usual.

The upside to this was I remembered every single lyric by They Might Be Giants. I knewt every song from every album between 1988-1995. I told my classmates this, who didn’t believe me, until I started singing Spy, Kiss me Son of God and some other obscure song, before our professor walked in. By the end of class, I believe I could remember some basic psych concepts.

Today I’m having the same problem. I don’t know anything about working with kids. I do remember, however, that Monkey’s cannot clap like people due to differences in bone and muscle structure. All I can do today is clap like a monkey. I demo’d this ability in Boston, and thankfully, there are no pictures of it. If there were I would be morally obligated to share said pictures.

While clapping like a monkey is usually is a crowd pleaser, I don’t think it is appropriate for the court building. I think its too high-brow for some of my coworkers.

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