He's My Student. He's Out of Work.

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He's got an idea.

Young is a damn fine thing to be. There's nothing to fear, and you're stuck like a dope with a thing called hope.

I was only 31 when I jumped ship (there was a push in there somewhere) and became a journalist, leaving academia behind.

And then, when that gig got rocky in the 90s -- I looked into the distance; I saw the rocks -- I jumped off that ship and came back.

Every time nemesis has come calling he's found a forwarding address.