Well, I can recite the digits of pi out to about 500 decimal places and that’s not from memorization either (I have a rather poor memory); I’m actually summing the infinite series in my head. It’s quite fun and a bit challenging.

Oh, of course not, that’s silly. I score all over the place on those online I.Q. tests (which I haven’t taken for a long time, but a while back in a bout of boredom I went through a bunch.) The highest I ever got was 159 on some spatial test but I don’t think that proves anything other than that if I had size 160 shoes that would mean I had extremely large feet. I could sit here and stare at the wall all day and eventually die and what would that get me? Not a whole lot of fries for my Happy Meal. More like a Sad Meal, I would say. They should have that, by the way. At McDonalds (yuck), I mean. For days when you’re just feeling blue. Fortunately today I would (if I liked McDonalds, that is, and bought this whole symbolic thing) buy the Happy Meal!

—–Original Message—–
From: Marianne
Sent: Thursday, March 31, 2005 12:01 PM

Is your Intelligence Quotient really 199?