exam stress

In the midst of going crazy about Simon and Garfunkel as well as the gradual maturation of my passion for statistics, the incessant juxtaposition of young, old, and retarded bert has conjured up the following image in my mind:



That's Paul Simon, Prof. Simonoff who is one of my favorite profs at NYU, and Mario. The three great moustaches that have influenced my life.

One day I will put my pen to good use and write about the wonders that your passion for upper lip hair did for my life. I wish I could say I knew how it felt to have bits of cookie crumbs or some frosted flakes stuck in your upper lip, but I am not worthy of such an honor. So I will humbly be content in tediously wiping away my dirty lips after every bite of knowledge.

I am content.