...there's nothing I can say that isn't (a) being reported and commented on better by others, or (b) isn't ultimately self-referential (me! my OMG so deep feelings!), and hence pretty much beside the point at this juncture.
Actually, I will say one thing. Every time I see pictures of George Bush looking omg!so sad looking out the window of Airforce 1, I hear him thinking, Why me. Is too bad.
Grad school prep:
I dove into algebra tonight for the first time in... 24 years?? !! ? Whoa. And yeah, that algebra was the amount of college algebra someone takes who's an english major who snuck out of math in high school by taking four years of Latin. I don't even want to hear it.
I knew I'd have trouble with quadratic equations, because a) they are the tools of Satan, and b) when I moved from Florida to Wisconsin in the seventh grade, those cheeseheads were already deep into squaring the circle or whatever the heck it is you do to factor those silly things, and I never ever ever caught up. Never learned factoring, got Cs and Ds on my report card, which hurts me in my heart, STILL. So I know I have to start from the beginning with all this stuff. This is what I googled up:
Find two numbers where when they are multiplied together equal the first number (a=1) multiplied by the third number (c=2). These two numbers when added to each other must also equal the second number (b=-3).
In the above example, the solution is -2 and -1.
We can see that when added together the result is -3 and that when multiplied together, the result is 2
Um... what? What? That's step 1? Okay, where's Step 0? Clearly, I need Step 0.
Naw, naw, I got it. Just joshing ya. Heh. But how am I going to remember it? I need a special pair of Vans with, like, numbers all over them. That's the ticket.