the algebra of sets ; pen and ink on paper (old math textbook paper). 1) Terminal 3 at Pearson is a pattern-carpeted ghetto. 2) When you get on an airplane with an infant, essentially you're entering into a cage match with a twenty-pound wrestler. 3) The match is fixed. 4) You lose. 5) Note to Mister Professor, sitting across the aisle from us with his half-his-age wife and two young children: putting your hand over the mouth of a tantrum-throwing four year-old is an *extremely* poor silencing strategy. 6) Also: forget the newspaper. And *really* forget that "Learning Portuguese" book. Those things went out the window when you started messing around with that young, skinny thing (well *of course* she lied about wanting kids). 7) A poop will happen. Fortunately, Oona's came in Terminal 3. 8) It deserved it. 9) My own never-been-in-a-bathroom-on-an-airplane streak remains: intact. 10) Is there a more fitting example of the queasy uselessness attendant in most of our (m
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