Job Dedication

Earlier last quarter, I had suffered a fairly poor night from some sort of stomach bug. Unfortunately, I made the ill-advised decision not to cancel my classes and went to work, which involves driving from Evanston to Hyde Park. Things did not go well; I was feeling so grim during honours group theory that for a 20-minute period I had to sit down with my head slumped on the table, occasionally able to utter a few sentences explaining the Orbit-Stabilizer theorem (I think I did a pretty good job in the circumstances). I somehow managed to survive through the full 50 minutes, by which time I had realized that I had to immediately cancel my graduate class and go straight home. Now one of the pleasant aspects of my drive is that there is a large uninterrupted stretch on LSD in which one does not have to stop. On the flip side, it also turns out that there is a large uninterrupted stretch on LSD in which one is not able to stop. That fact was more pertinent in the current situation. And so, ladies and gentlemen, for approximately 3-4 minutes while traveling approximately 40 miles an hour, I recreated almost in full one of cinema’s (and Terry Jones, RIP) most iconic scenes, with the seats, windows, and steering wheel of my newly purchased second-hand car playing the role of the bucket. With that anecdote out of the way, let me post that clip here now: