I act wild and alone: watchful, observant.  Wild is not maniac: gesticulating boisterously with exaggerated bravado and little concern for steamrolling others in the world.  That’s mad, crazy, violent--but not wild.  Wild is watchful--like stepping on ice whose thickness is unknown and observing everything, anything that may give clue or cue to that first razor thin breach of the ice’s integrity--that sizzling perforation of the ice that develops like a quick fuse burning and portends an immersion catastrophe.  Wild is often just this quiescence: potent, gimlet observance.

Chang-tzu, Taoist mystic, asks: “Who can wait until the moment for action?”  Only a truly wild woman, or wild man.

Think of the character of William Wallace (Mel Gibson) in the movie Braveheart.  Now there was a truly civilized wild being.

I have no idea what the following statistics mean--hey, I'm only a professor teaching master-level Stats, what do you expect??!!

3/9/2001

Number of active posts this week up 4% from 548 (last week) to 571 …

Average number of eProps on the featured top 100 up (6.0 vs. 5.4)

7/11/01

Number of active posts in the past day: 1075.

Average number of eProps on the featured top 100 for the past day: (15)

Random sample of who has Premium (and who doesn't): 1 out of 25.

How much time I have left to amass such statistics: yeah, right.

Oh, yes, the largest breasts officially recorded:  33 inches in circumference and nearly 44 lbs. each:

And the most breasts, called polymastia: a 23 year-old Polish woman in 1886 with 10 milk-secreting hooters.

Source of the latter two insights: www.sexualrecords.com