While Lucy and I were living the life in Monterey, Bell was locked up in an office studying for his PhD exam. For four weeks he wracked his brain not once succumbing to the 4 complimentary HBO channels we received or the 2.00 bottles of wine at Trader Joe's. His exam took 2 days to complete from 8 AM until 4 PM without a lunch and only a bathroom break. At the end of it all he was beat, but not beaten. Bell found out recently that he passed and at that point his head was finally able to explode. Wouldn't yours? He just has to pass his orals and finish his dissertation and then you can call him doctor. But I think he still prefers to be called master.
Kids be warned! This is what you get when you subject yourself to higher education.
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