Is there anything better than writing at your kitchen table with a bottle of light beer until The Daily Show comes on? I think maybe there's not. When, still knocking on wood, I have an office that's not in a room full of TAs at cubicles, I may still do a lot of writing at my kitchen table. I'll teach Bean all about first-order autoregression and pooling-equilibrium signaling games. "Do you see that payoff, honey? That's not on the Pareto frontier! Noooo, it's noooo-ooooot!"
Is there anything I wanted to write about?**
*A reference to my dissertation title, which exists to please no one but me.
**How goddamn cool is the new iPod Touch? It's killing me dead, that's how cool.