Utter Wonder’s Hall
of Fame
Lisa Rocci
(Inducted
(Okay, so there is a lot of
room in here. It’s not my fault. 2.74 readers only gets
you so far. The sadder thing is that there are 1.74 (Mathnet!)
readers out there who haven’t made the slightest effort to be enshrined into UW’s
Hall of Fame. All they have to do is send me a picture of themselves.
Don’t worry: my self-esteem is fine. I can take my kicks. People don’t want me
to see them. It’s not like I am not used to that. There was a time in my early
20s when my dates made me wear a blindfold. They never really gave me a reason
for having to wear a blindfold. Don’t get me wrong: I had a great time on the
dates. Sure it was a little quiet and I sensed that I may have been left in an
empty room for long stretches, but what dates aren’t like that? I just wish I
had been given a reason for having to wear the blindfold. Like when they asked
me to not to talk because the sound of my voice caused them seizures similar to
the ones Entertainment Tonight’s Mary Hart caused, I understood. I mean to be
compared to Mary Hart was terribly flattering. I love her. Not that Rob Gowan, though: he’s a big, fat idiot. Anyway, I hope to
induct someone else in the near future. I’m all about hoping. I live to hope. Hopey-hopey-hop-hop. Hope.)