Another day at harvard

So a guy walks into a library... wait, what's this? a class on comic tradition in jewish literature. And who's talking? I think it is ... the father of Jerry Seinfeld! He also wrote The big book of jewish humour. And now we're watching a Seinfeld clip. (he actually took this class. Or I totally misunderstood everything). And now they wanna go see Borat.

Later, at the medical school, a course on randomness and specificity of neuronal connectivity. Nice maths. The people look sharp too. Later, chatting with the boss about the shapes of wings and projective geometry. This is a lot of fun.

There are people who come to harvard and don't get their ass out of their chair all day, looking for one little thing (no judgements here...). You may as well become a fisherman in your bathtub. My advice to those who come to harvard: explore. Talk to everyone. The whole world (or quite a chunk of it) can be found here. The other day I even heard a guy talk Mayan, a language dead for more than 400 years...