CAG@LOCS#33
This CAG@LOCS was brought to you by the helpful friends i've made at Boudreaux's Wine Wednesdays. I've made more casual friends over fine, fine wine this Summer than any two-month span of my life, possibly excluding moves and travel. Someone recommended Coffee Depot, possibly in response to a comment from me about Fair Trade Certification or punchcards, and i'm very glad she did. (I happen to know she was a 'she' because she just stopped by my table to express glee that i'd come by; as a small town, C'burg beats the local competition hands down.) So the lady who runs the place has style and attitude without presumption, and will chat up the life out of you re: NRV goings-on. It's an awesome place to stop in for a while, especially for the remaining time before they besmirch the pleasant wide and clean streets outside with 2-hour parking limits. Even i found a spot in the shade today.
Oh boy, oh boy; i found yet more new equations, and it's starting to wear on me. Admittedly they're just obvious extrapolations from the new ones from last month, but to keep coming across unseen ones instead of even outlining a proof that some collection of them is entirely sufficient remains an occasionally maddening endeavor. Give me a significant other and i'll give you someone who's tolerance for whining is well-tested. The computational advantage of going to Dad's this week is having Mathematica readily available to test out the slew of ridiculous-looking determinantal sums that have cropped up in recent weeks. On the overall good side, i rest fairly assured that sums of determinants on fixed row subsets will be sufficient, and there are only so many to consider in each example. Perhaps my next program should simply eat an example (n,γ) and spit out all such sums it satisfies. . . . Hmm. That's actually not a bad idea. I should remember to ask Dad about that.
Curious observation: One might find it counterintuitive for foam to spin in the opposite direction as the mug containing it, until one considers the natural analogy of gears in motion and extrapolates the dynamic to fluid friction.
Among my recent splurges of frivolity has been [oh yeah, sing it, Aretha! . . . who knew i'd ever want to hear "RESPECT" in a coffee shop? . . . Mom's tastes are finally rubbing off] OkCupid, which has some fun assessments to offer beyond stalkers' ratings of photos and "Find Your Soulmate" tests. (I found one some years ago, and it's not the jigsaw solution to life people make it out to be.) For instance, i seem most likely to die between ages 76 and 79 from heart failure. So those of you trampling over each other to win over my affections had better keep this in mind. Another interesting consequence of joining the site was the realization that i haven't had a good (glamor) photo taken since high school. While images of me range from Rocky costumes to . . . ah! Right! (You wouldn't've wanted me to keep going in that direction anyway.) I wanted to have Bryan vector up a Riddler rendition of me! I'll have to bring my pinstripe suit with me for the takes. And, while i'm on the subject, while everyone except the National Enquirer seems to be crediting the Enquirer with rumors that Johnny Depp is en route to the Riddler's role in "Batman keeps on Beginning", i personally agree with the occasional suggestion that Steve Buschemi swallow enough pride to audition. (Anything to keep them from approaching him for the Mad Hatter.
Thanks to Matt for cluing me in to Russia's counter to Georgia's South Ossetian invasion. Maybe Watchmen will feel more contemporary than anyone expects.
Better finish the drive home while the caffeine is potent.
Oh boy, oh boy; i found yet more new equations, and it's starting to wear on me. Admittedly they're just obvious extrapolations from the new ones from last month, but to keep coming across unseen ones instead of even outlining a proof that some collection of them is entirely sufficient remains an occasionally maddening endeavor. Give me a significant other and i'll give you someone who's tolerance for whining is well-tested. The computational advantage of going to Dad's this week is having Mathematica readily available to test out the slew of ridiculous-looking determinantal sums that have cropped up in recent weeks. On the overall good side, i rest fairly assured that sums of determinants on fixed row subsets will be sufficient, and there are only so many to consider in each example. Perhaps my next program should simply eat an example (n,γ) and spit out all such sums it satisfies. . . . Hmm. That's actually not a bad idea. I should remember to ask Dad about that.
Curious observation: One might find it counterintuitive for foam to spin in the opposite direction as the mug containing it, until one considers the natural analogy of gears in motion and extrapolates the dynamic to fluid friction.
Among my recent splurges of frivolity has been [oh yeah, sing it, Aretha! . . . who knew i'd ever want to hear "RESPECT" in a coffee shop? . . . Mom's tastes are finally rubbing off] OkCupid, which has some fun assessments to offer beyond stalkers' ratings of photos and "Find Your Soulmate" tests. (I found one some years ago, and it's not the jigsaw solution to life people make it out to be.) For instance, i seem most likely to die between ages 76 and 79 from heart failure. So those of you trampling over each other to win over my affections had better keep this in mind. Another interesting consequence of joining the site was the realization that i haven't had a good (glamor) photo taken since high school. While images of me range from Rocky costumes to . . . ah! Right! (You wouldn't've wanted me to keep going in that direction anyway.) I wanted to have Bryan vector up a Riddler rendition of me! I'll have to bring my pinstripe suit with me for the takes. And, while i'm on the subject, while everyone except the National Enquirer seems to be crediting the Enquirer with rumors that Johnny Depp is en route to the Riddler's role in "Batman keeps on Beginning", i personally agree with the occasional suggestion that Steve Buschemi swallow enough pride to audition. (Anything to keep them from approaching him for the Mad Hatter.
Thanks to Matt for cluing me in to Russia's counter to Georgia's South Ossetian invasion. Maybe Watchmen will feel more contemporary than anyone expects.
Better finish the drive home while the caffeine is potent.