Statement of the day.

There has got to be an easier way to cream butter.

A dilly of a pickle.

1. I really want to serve as bridesmaid. I've known the bride for half my life, after all. I'm honored she asked. She's smart enough to know what she's gotten herself into, and boy howdy, it's something. Well, she knew that when she asked me.
2. Unfortunately, no matter how I finesse the schedule, I will have to skip a day of classes. That's equivalent to missing two sessions of each class, since we have double sessions.
3. Fortunately, the wedding date is two weeks before finals, so the only real potential conflict is maybe a project deadline. Which I can bust my butt to finish early.
4. Fortunately, the two classes scheduled are economics and finance, which are more numerical. I can handle that. Discussion? Bah.
5. Unfortunately, I am the best note-taker in the class, so I wonder what will happen if I borrow someone else's notes. Fortunately, I am the best note-taker in class, so that should compensate for missing a session.
6. Fortunately, I am sure several of my classmates owe me once since I've shared my notes with them.
7. Unfortunately, most flights to Toledo require two stops. You have to pay an extra $300 for the privilege of removing one stop.
8. Unfortunately, Toledo is quite far from other cities with bigger airports, so flying to a bigger, more moderately priced city is out of the question.
9. Unfortunately, given the sheer number of stops, I am not confident the airlines will get me into town on time. This means potentially landing at 1AM, which is probably not a good idea if you're supposed to be on time to a morning service.
10. What can I do with a full day in Toledo that won't drive the bride completely mad? Homework? Never mind that ticket will cost an extra $100 plus a night of hotel.
11. Hey, maybe I can visit the famous Tony Packo's. That should kill the whole day and a tank of gas. Heartburn? Bah.

Question of the day.

I am coming down with a cold. Is it OK for me to come to the office with it, since I caught it from my co-workers in the first place?

Question of the day.

Is it OK to be a weenie about the weather? It's not raining, it's not snowing; it's gorgeous and sunny but a touch windy and quite cold, but downright balmy compared to what other parts of the country get.

Question of the day.

How do you know how much the machine costs if you haven't bothered to spec it out? It won't cost $2K just because you say so.

Long weekend musings.

8-9 hours of sleep per night is a beautiful thing.

I'm thankful my family is not hung up on holidays. This means we can visit each other during less stressful and expensive times of the year.

Waiting in the cold and dark and braving the crush of shoppers is not worth the few dollars saved. Luckily, I have mountains of homework as an excuse.

Who needs turkey when you can have dim sum? And give me crispy chow mein any day.

Sean Connery is still the best Bond, Diana Rigg is still the best Bond girl, and "Live and Let Die" still has the best Bond opening song. That said, "Casino Royale" is thoroughly enjoyable and even has a plot despite the mushy bits.

Although I'm sorry I won't get to see "Flushed Away" this weekend, I'm glad I saw something.

Question of the day.

Where did November go?

Too much TV.

What American accent do you have? Your Result: The Midland "You have a Midland accent" is just another way of saying "you don't have an accent." You probably are from the Midland (Pennsylvania, southern Ohio, southern Indiana, southern Illinois, and Missouri) but then for all we know you could be from Florida or Charleston or one of those big southern cities like Atlanta or Dallas. You have a good voice for TV and radio.
The West
The Inland North
Boston
North Central
The South
Philadelphia
The Northeast
What American accent do you have? Take More Quizzes

Question of the day.

Isn't the point of air guitar not to hear how you sound?

Advice for the day.

Never enter into a family cell phone plan if your family is not comprised of your dependents. It is a giant pain in the butt.

Question of the day.

Is the guy in the next cube covering his mouth when he coughs every other minute?

Question of the day.

What do you do to alleviate writer's block?

Question of the day.

Why are so many people willing to eat chicken fingers but not chicken feet?

Statement of the day.

If you are able-bodied and in a six-storey building, you should not take the elevator down.

Statement of the day.

I can't wait for the elections to be over so the TV can go back to selling me junk food.

Question of the day.

When people say things really ought to be a certain way, at what point is it love for the human condition, and at what point is it arrogance?

Example 1: You have zero ability to tolerate alcohol. Your pal, who can tolerate alcohol, is having a wonderful (by all objective measures) glass of wine and insists you take a few sips. Either your pal is enjoying the experience and wants to share it with you so that you can experience what they're experiencing, or your pal is a wine snob and wants you to agree with him/her. Even though you'd probably get sick doing so.

Example 2: You are Hindu. Your pal, who is not Hindu, is enjoying a fantastic hamburger and wants you to have a bite. Same choices as #1, except for the wine snob part--this pal eats a lot of hamburgers. Even though it would violate all your principles to do so.

Example 3: You are from a non-democratic country. Your pal, who is from a democratic country, thinks your country really needs to be more democratic. You think your country really needs better infrastructure more than democracy at the moment. Either your pal loves his/her country so much he/she would like you to exactly have the same experience, or he/she is arrogant and thinks democracy is the only way the world should be run. Disregarding the fact that you're really proud of your own country.

Which is it?

Question of the day.

Will the constant barrage of TV ads really affect the election outcome?

Question of the day.

Is this a great election season or what?

The Terminator is running for governor. Donna Tello is running for comissioner. And there's the usual slew of negative TV ads telling which way to vote on the propositions.

Next year, make me a promise. Somebody please nickname himself He-Man.

Dear Makers of Propel Fitness Water,

I don't understand your packaging strategy. There is a tamper-evident plastic wrap ringing the cap and an inside seal topping the bottle, but the part of the cap you actually put your mouth on remains uncovered during shipping. This means the beverage inside is clean, but the mouthpiece is potentially unsanitary.

Incidentally, I don't like the sucralose taste. I'm glad this bottle was free.

Question of the day.

What does it mean?

I've made two presentations in the last month, in completely different contexts, and about completely different things. One was at work, and the other was at school. I'll admit I busted my butt to pull together both. And both times, I've been tapped on the shoulder afterward by people I generally trust and told that I did a very good job. The gracious part of me accepted and is feeling pretty good about it. The cynical side of me suspects it's one of the following:

* I'm normally really quiet, and people don't expect me to present well, so a good presentation is a pleasant surprise.
* I normally ask dumb questions, so this was a pleasant surprise.
* I looked horribly nervous, so everybody was trying to console me. Or, I flubbed something important, and they were trying to console me.
* They were simply glad to hear a presentation in which good English was spoken. (Past tense notwithstanding.)
* Or, maybe I really did give good presentations, people really do look to me as a role model, and busting my butt was worthwhile.

I want to believe the last one. I think I will.

Question of the day.

If I had started on the marketing writeup a week earlier (and moved mountains to get the time to start in on that reading early), would it have been any better?

Nah.

I would have had to stay up until 1:30 anyways.

Question of the day.

Why do drivers of non-compact cars insist on parking in the compact spaces and then get mad when we drivers of compact cars have to park in the non-compact spaces as a result?

Question of the day.

Why does wine made from grapes appear to be the most popular kind when apple juice is so widely consumed?

Question of the day.

Who?

Questions of the day.

Why is the concept of "slower traffic keep right" so difficult to comprehend? Also, would it be a terrible idea to designate the rightmost lane as the one for people on their cell phones?

Question of the day.

Is it better to debug your own cruddy code or someone else's?

Question of the day.

How do we know the paper toilet seat covers are cleaner than the toilet seat?

A rant.

Dear VTA,

Your TV ad for the all-day light rail pass is much too wordy. You could explain the product in half the time. Also, the product is flawed. To be truly useful, an all-day pass should be good on the buses and the light rail, not the light rail only. Without the bus transfer, how do you expect people to get to the light rail in the first place?

Question of the day.

When?

Question of the day.

Is it better to speak one language perfectly, or two less than perfectly, assuming these are commonly used languages?

Question of the day.

So, Mr./Mrs. Imtooimportantforthis, what happens to you if the train crossing signals malfunction, they don't actually light up before the train approaches, and you're stopped on the tracks like the idiot you are?

Answer of the day.

The talk went quite well, thank you. The questions were all meaningful and nobody tried to beat up on me. I must have looked nervous, though. Why else would that guy have gone out of his way to tell me he thought the talk was very well explained and well done and that he enjoyed it?

Question of the day.

When an organization turns dysfunctional, why is it so difficult to recognize this and turn it around?

Question of the day.

Why does Monty Python work so well and other shows do not?

Question of the day.

I just got a new doormat--the old one was attracting spiders that look like leaves. (They would be very cool except for the part where they're spiders and like to come inside.) The doormat says it can hold up to one quart of water. Why would I want my doormat to hold water?

Answer of the day.

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee ask me again on Tuesday

Question of the day.

What would happen if we brought back the draft?

Question of the day.

Where's Z?

Question of the day.

If the song goes, "I fought the law and the law won", then how do you explain this link?

Question of the day.

Why do foods cooked in small batches seem to taste better than foods cooked in large ones?

Questions of the day.

How did humans first decide all those things (fugu, assorted things from the sea, bugs, various plants) were edible? How many people had to be very unlucky before we figured it out?

Question of the day.

Why are some TV stations really quiet, and others really loud? This is in terms of normal volume; I'm not comparing Fast Money to Masterpiece Theatre.

Question of the day.

I'm not fond of milk chocolate bars, and I find eating peanut butter straight of the jar absolutely disgusting. So why do I like peanut butter cups?

Question of the day.

Would it kill CNN to air CNN International during waking hours? I'm glad baby Abby is safe, but the coup in Thailand is the more significant event.

Question of the day.

Why is it so easy to condemn that which you do not truly understand?

Question of the day.

Don't you realize the more you criticize and protest, the more they're going to want to do it?

Question of the day.

I use a can opener. What do you use?

Question of the day.

Do sales really go up when stores put out their Christmas things before Labor Day?

Question of the day.

Will the odds of there being something to watch really improve with the addition of more TV channels?

Question of the day.

How do the TV meterologists come up with their numeric high temperature predictions for the day? This morning, channel 2 predicted 91, and the Weather Channel predicted 85. That's quite a spread. I think they come up with tighter predictions when betting on football scores.

Question of the day.

Why does Safeway sell at least two different brands of mango ice cream but no gelato?

Question of the day.

How do I get more than one register using intrinsics?

Question of the Day

Where's Z?

Question of the day

Are the non-steaky bits of Kobe beef cows as prized as the steaky bits? In other words, would fried Kobe beef liver and onions be much of a delicacy, or would it be just like ordinary beef liver and onions?

P.S.

Regarding 4.1, don't you dare write "everything" in the comments. Do that on David Pogue's blog, OK?

My wishes for today.

I wish

1. That people would learn how to use e-mail and e-mail lists properly.
1.1. That I could flog those who do not.
2. That the Croc Hunter is at peace.
3. That T has no more phone meetings for today.
4. That J would fix the script on her blog so I could see the text before it flashes off the screen.
4.1. Failing that, that I figure out what is wrong with IE.
5. That I figure out why this code fails when it's supposed to work, and vice versa.

Hooray for sunny days!

It wasn't foggy this morning. The sunrise was gorgeous.

It's a little on the warm side, but technically it's still August. Then again, it's still t-shirt weather. Shorts, if you're out during the day.

Sesame toast for breakfast? Fabulous.

Good strong cup of tea.

My cumulative GPA went up by 0.04 points. This never happens. Usually it starts high and slides downward, never to come back up again because of averages.

Breaking up is hard to do.

Quiz time! Identify the sunk costs.

1. The Seattle monorail.
2. My undergrad chemistry textbook.
3. My undergrad graphics textbook.
4. The development machine that is breaking down.
5. The development machine that isn't breaking down, but hasn't been logged into in a year.

Someday I may just tell them I'm in.

I've been playing a little game with the telemarketers over the last, oh, six months or so. As far as I can tell, they are all legit: they are from the credit card company, the cable company, or the phone company. There might be a couple politicians and a survey in there.

Anyway, the game is that I tell them I'm not home and ask to take a message. When I do this, the following happens:
1. They're generally pretty polite.
2. They don't try to sell me anything.
3. They don't tell me who they are or what company they represent.
4. They don't ask me when I'll be back.

Occasionally, they'll ask for Mr. koalabear100. He's unavailable too, for the unspoken reason that he's nonexistent.

Let me say this: I am all for globalization. I am all for giving everybody the opportunity to earn a few beans by being an annoying telemarketer.

Now let me discuss what I've noticed over the last six months:
1. The early callers had rather thick non-American accents. As time progressed, the accents became more Americanized.
2. The early callers were fairly curt. As time progressed, the callers became politer.
3. The early callers had a knack for calling when I was chewing a mouthful of dinner. Not before taking a bite, not after swallowing, but during the actual chewing. As time progressed, the calls came at slightly more opportune times of the day. (As if there were ever an opportune time to decline DSL from the same company from whom I cancelled my DSL service because it was too slow and flaky to be worth the beans.) They also started calling during the day.

That said, this morning beat it all. They called at 5:30 AM. I was sorely tempted to pick up and tell them I wasn't in. However, I was not motivated enough to crawl out of bed.

More things I wish I were better at.

1. Multitasking during cooking. Specifically, being able to keep track of multiple pots on the same stove while measuring other ingredients.

(The caramel was almost a disaster as a result.)

Things I wish I was better at.

1. Programming. Linux tools.
2. Cocktail party chatter. Conference chatter.
3. Speed reading.
4. Not sleeping.
5. Not snapping at folks when sleep-deprived.
6. Foreign languages.
7. Not spacing out during meetings.
8. Driving.

Same to you, bucko.

I haven't posted in a long, long time. I could give you the normal excuse of not having enough time and so forth. The real reason is I haven't had much outside of school and work that's work talking about. So no real insights here. Not surprising, eh?

Saturday I took a midterm and royally messed it up. I absolutely could not get problem #2 to work out. Well guess what? I figured it out Sunday morning. All it took was a bowl of sugary cereal. Let's hope he's a lenient grader and I didn't mess up any other problems. Well, at least the cereal was tasty.

This Saturday, I have 3 homework sets due, a quiz, a project, and 3 chapters of material to get ahead on. The good news is I finished 2 homework sets yesterday (except they need to be checked over), started in on the third, and the project is already half done. The bad news is I only slept about 3 hours last night. The rest of the time I spent listening to the A/C. At about 1:00, I'd had enough, switched it off, and tossed and turned for another hour as the room got warmer and warmer. Then I woke up again at 3:00 when the fan switched off.

I am this close to sleeping with a bag of ice tonight.

Same to you, bucko.

I haven't posted in a long, long time. I could give you the normal excuse of not having enough time and so forth. The real reason is I haven't had much outside of school and work that's work talking about. So no real insights here. Not surprising, eh?

Saturday I took a midterm and royally messed it up. I absolutely could not get problem #2 to work out. Well guess what? I figured it out Sunday morning. All it took was a bowl of sugary cereal. Let's hope he's a lenient grader and I didn't mess up any other problems. Well, at least the cereal was tasty.

This Saturday, I have 3 homework sets due, a quiz, a project, and 3 chapters of material to get ahead on. The good news is I finished 2 homework sets yesterday (except they need to be checked over), started in on the third, and the project is already half done. The bad news is I only slept about 3 hours last night. The rest of the time I spent listening to the A/C. At about 1:00, I'd had enough, switched it off, and tossed and turned for another hour as the room got warmer and warmer. Then I woke up again at 3:00 when the fan switched off.

I am this close to sleeping with a bag of ice tonight.

Bummed Out

The SUP Bookstore in Milpitas is gone! It will be replaced by a karaoke lounge. Now how will I get my magazine fix?

I want I want I want

I've decided on my next toy. Assuming I can clear enough space in the freezer, it will be an ice cream machine. I hope to be freed from the tyrrany of having to wait for Haagen-Dazs to go on sale and their staunch refusal to sell their burnt caramel flavor in the United States.

Who keeps salt on hand, anyways?

Courtesy of the Toronto Star: if you don't happen to have curry powder on hand, you can substitute 3 1/2 teaspoons ground coriander, 2 1/2 teaspoons ground turmeric, 1 teaspoon each ground cumin and crushed fenugreek seeds, 1/2 teaspoon each ground pepper, mustard powder and ground allspice, 1/4 teaspoon cayenne and salt to taste.

It wouldn't be faster to run down to the grocery store? I mean, who keeps things like "salt" on hand, anyways?

The insanity continues, even after finals.

It's amazing how a gift certificate can burn a hole in your pocket in a way unattainable by, say, a dollar bill you inadvertently let through the wash.

There are two problems with the mango splitter. First, it's not so good for your health to eat too many mangoes (they are heating and will cause breakouts). Second, I question the durability of the blade because it has to flex to accommodate the mango pit. In which case it would turn out not to be a cheap whim.

The problem with the citrus squeezer is the distinct possibility that I might not have the arm strength to use it effectively. Or rather, use it to squeeze more than a couple oranges. There is also the distinct possibility that, slob that I am, the squeezer would cause me to squirt juice all over the floor.

The problem with the microplane grater is it doesn't seem to qualify for free shipping.

The problem with the CD I want is it installs insidious copy-protection software when played on a PC. The software can be removed, but it's the principle of the matter.

The problem with the magazine subscription is twofold. First, it would have to be ordered along with other things. Second, ordering it would give the publisher yet another e-mail address to spam.

The problem with books is I no longer have any spare time to do much reading for fun. The to-read pile is getting larger.

The problem with the ice cream machine is the canister may not fit in my freezer. I plan to measure the freezer tonight.

The problem with the gift certificate in the first place is it's like cash, but not at all. It's insidious.

Kids These Days

Sometimes it's really depressing, like when they talk about weighing your kids at school while shortening recess, eliminating gym class, and moving the lunch hour to peculiar times. And when they talk about salad bars as being novel and having carrot parties.

If I've understood carrot parties correctly, then they are a lot like what we used to do in grade school. Namely, we would have a cupcake party when it was somebody's birthday. We'd eat cupcakes, maybe have a little punch, and sing songs to the birthday kid. In a carrot party as I understand it, instead of cupcakes, you have carrots (which should be in your lunch anyway), and instead of being somebody's birthday, they're teaching you to appreciate carrots.

It reminds me of my second all-time favorite ham sandwich, the one where they substituted lettuce for the bread, and tomatoes, olives, and cheese for the ham. It looked and tasted a lot like a salad.

Then, sometimes, kids these days are really entertaining and it's all worthwhile. Witness 巴士阿叔。 Not 阿叔, the other guy.

The Insanity of Finals.

I have this incredible urge to buy something frivolous. This is probably a direct result of impending finals.

For now, I have narrowed it down to a mango slicer, a citrus squeezer, an ice cream machine, or a portable barbecue grill. I am now trying to decide which subset of these options will bring the most long-term happiness.

Another solution.

Don't clean at all.

The "date".

To those of you who wish to set me up with other people: Please screen prospective candidates a little more carefully.

To those of you who get set up with me: I prefer two-sided conversations. One-sided just doesn't cut it.

A walk on the wild side, comparatively speaking.

Tomorrow evening, I am dining with my Chinese teacher and a couple of her other students. She didn't tell me who they were until she confirmed the location and time. I smell a setup.

I have a midterm Saturday, and I'm already not studying for that tonight (Chinese class). So I will lose one more night of study to go on what could very well be a blind date. Or dates (plural), since there are two other students.

My feeling is that normal people with truly healthy social lives wouldn't expend very many brain cells pondering this. I've suspected this all along, that I am not at all normal.

Worrying about losing that night of study time already...

Random silly thought.

When cows get mad, do they get even?

In a snit.

There continues to be violence in the Middle East. The skies are becoming ever more polluted. The ice caps are melting. Public grade-school education in this country is of horribly uneven quality and declining in many places. Thousands of people across this county are going to bed hungry and barely able to pay the rent. Traffic is a mess around here. We barely have a public transportation system. Spyware, viruses, and phishing are rampant, as is identity theft.

I say this because I know there are many important things to be concerned about, and the very reason I'm in a snit is going to come off as incredibly petty and insignificant.

My laptop died yesterday. More accurately, it stopped displaying anything. The disk drive is fine. Therefore the solution was to swap the disk into a new chassis. (It's not a personal machine.)

Trouble is, the new chassis is only new to me. It's in worse condition than the one I turned in (ignorning the display problem). Here is what is what I have discovered so far:

• The previous owner is bald and had a love for flaky pastries. I have come to this conclusion based on the large number of hairs and sticky crumbs I have found lodged in the keyboard. (The alternative is he/she is bald and has an advanced case of dandruff. Yeah. Humor me.)
• The previous owner has sweaty hands. I spent way too much time with a disinfecting wipe trying to clean out the worn spots on the keyboard.
• The previous owner is a meeting warrior. The battery was in terrible shape for the number of cycles on it. My old battery (which got transplanted into the new unit) has quite a few cycles too, but is still in good health.
• The unit has been dropped several times. Far more times and far harder than I ever dropped mine. This is because the plastic around the external monitor port is chipped away.
• The alt key is coming off. Of course, attempting to vacuum out the crumbs (humor me) and hairs didn't help at all, but the other keys stayed in place, so the alt key was loose to begin with.
• The fan is running hot.
• The unit appears to be having trouble shutting down properly. Of course, I don't have the patience to resolve this in one day. Only time will tell.

Only after this unit breaks down entirely can I go back and request a new one.

It should just work.

When you buy a car, it just works. You put the key in the ignition, fill it up with gas once in a while, and it goes. The manual, which you're supposed to read anyway, tells you what service you need for it and when you need to do it. When you take the thing to your dealer/service center, they can tell you if anything else is wrong. It doesn't matter if you opted for the sunroof or not, or if you added special seat covers or things like that. If you tinkered with the exhaust or something, they could probably partially diagnose problems. But for the most part, it's pretty tough to make serious changes, and if you don't, most of the time folks can tell you what is wrong.

The same can't be said about computers. It's really easy to gum up the works without trying. On top of this, when you buy a computer, you're supposed to know about anti-virus programs, spyware, the relative merits of IE vs. Firefox...and make the programs you really want, work. Oh sure, some of this comes pre-installed for a fee. Or you get trials or sample versions. You get samples of 3 different ISPs' software when all you really wanted to do was go to the Internet. Your anti-virus software expires after a time.

Funny, huh? Not that this is an original sentiment or anything.

Mark Bittman was right.

If you haven't done so already, you must try your hand at making caramel. It is more exciting than watching muffins bake (and I already think watching muffins bake is very exciting). It's really quite magical to watch the sugar transform from simple syrup to golden brown, then to a milky amber as you add the cream and butter. The element of danger makes it all the more fun. Knowing the stuff will be like liquid napalm when spilled on your arm makes stirring it in short sleeves an adventure.

Design this.

A solar-powered 20-second countdown timer to be installed on public restroom soap dispensers. Getting a squirt of soap starts the timer.

Goodbye, Slim.

You have been a fixture for the past 5 years. You were always there, although sometimes you were so skinny you managed to hide in assorted nooks and crannies. Somehow I always managed to find you.

I hope you're in a better place now. Perhaps somebody walked by and claimed you as their own. I wouldn't blame them if they did--you were extraordinarily sleek and endowed with rugged good looks. Perhaps you got swept off the table in a freak dusting accident. Or maybe you got fed up with the clutter and left.

Perhaps you decided it was Mattie's turn to be the favored one. Farewell.

Dear Phishers,

Real credit card companies do not use the word "earnest". Better luck next time.

Love,

It's a great day.

J's birthday present is mailed out. On time, to boot, for the first time in maybe a decade.

The taxes are done.

The rebate for the tax software is done.

The weather is downright balmy. A little soggy, I'll give you that, but I won't melt if you won't.

Now that we're on daylight savings time, we finally get more daylight at the end of the day and it's finally starting to feel like spring.

They plan to release "The Simpsons" movie before the end of the series. Therefore the movie won't automatically mean the end of the series. Therefore, they could plausibly extend the series beyond two more years. Hope springs eternal.

They're going to rerun "Monty Python" on the local PBS station.

It's a great day.

An idea for a TV show.

"It Takes a Thief", but for computers. Instead of giving homeowners advice on how to lock down their houses, give computer owners practical advice on how to keep their computers spyware-free.

You're welcome.

旧金山

There has got to be an easier way to bring in greater ROI.

Why I'd make a lousy copy editor.

"Legislators slam spy bill" got read as "Legislators spam sly bill".

What I think marketing academics do.

Imagine you're in competition with Charles Darwin to formulate a theory of evolution, and a bunch of aliens landed on the little island where you are doing research just before your arrival.

It takes a village,

but I have decided I am not going to care as much as you do. Do you care that your kid was out playing chicken with my car last night? Do you care that I wish I'd hit him, just to teach him a lesson?

That'll teach me to stay up doing homework.

I'd like to crawl under a rock now.

Go Away.

Once again, koalabear100 is the only person who 1) remembers the password, 2) remembers the right contact people, and 3) can keep all the processes straight.

So why is breakfast only a dim memory, and why can't I remember any important details, like the 4P's?

Dear UF,

You have a fine MBA school. I get it. Today, you sent me three flyers to tell me this. Two of them were identical.

Tragically, I am happy with my current program and shall remain unswayed by your cardstock flyers, regardless of how many identical or otherwise ones you send to me.

Sincerely,