CURATE/ CREATE: Den Yankow - Not smart with this stuff, but... I remember being in school and it being May in NY. Each day in math class I scooted my desk closer and closer to the window. In the end I moved every desk in the row, so the teacher didn't blame me. I always wanted to throw a paper airplane out the window and see where it went... and follow if possible. Especially during math class, needless to say my grades were not dandy during that time period.