Pon Farr comes quickly to the suburban Vulcan male.
Just wait till Bucky’s inner kitten kicks in and he start kneeding.
I was five in 1973, and I remember my neighborhood had some yellow ribbons at the entrance of the subdivision for men returning from Vietnam.
Thanks Scott, now a bunch of us feel old! :P (and now youtube has an uptick of Orlando and Dawn songs)
But there is the Vulcan Death Grip!
My house had a decent mix of engineering and performing arts majors. We typically were above the average GPA for the school as a whole. As treasurer, I had to learn how to manage a meal plan for 80 people, deal with vendors, payroll for a part time cook, taxes and all kinds of financial planning. Quite educational for a 20 year old.
And it’s the size of a small moon!
Νανση, ἄφες αὐτοῖς, οὐ γὰρ οἴδασιν τί ποιοῦσιν. Nancy, forgive them for they do not know what they are doing.(No modern Greek, but I can muddle my way through Koine Greek)
Here in the Hampton Roads area, they did open up an annex about halfway between the two county libraries. But no bookmobile.
We got a dog for our son but she picked my wife as her owner.