I’m realizing a few things from starting grad courses recently.

First, study skills, what? My study skills and study time management were solid in high school, eroded in college, and subsequently went into exile on a distant planet, or maybe a black hole. Come back, please!

For some reason the same is largely true of my home decor sense. I used to be able to put pictures on the wall and maintain a usable couch, but no more. My cats live and scratch in happy freedom. All evolves downward to the cats’ preferred level of entropy, while humans stay away.

But back to grad school: secondly, I see that current and recent undergraduates now appear to me to be about thirteen years old, from my grizzled and wizened, if not exactly wiser, vantage. Youth, what happened?