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    This looks bad.

    This looks bad.

     
  2. I worked with someone so staggeringly attractive this week that I found myself demonstrably dumber.  It was as if the self control required to keep my mouth from saying “we should become one of those crazy successful H&W science teams, and both publish and make babies together" stymied all other processes, most notably: forming short term memories as regarded numbers. 

    Back when I would procrastinate with those brain training programs, I developed a pretty good baseline for my working memory.  But, there we were, taking data looking at two five digit numbers literally dozens of times and… nothing.  Nothing like 40% of the time.  Which is enough to raise questions.  And numbers…that’s what I do.  But it was the Ray Romano’s phone number situation, over and over and over. 

    I know it’s not just a TGS/TUO thing, though I don’t know when this accent thing emerged, because hohoho: this could be a problem.  I didn’t specify any reasoning, though I dryly joked that the memory thing was a clinical problem, made a reference to an Adam Sandler movie about the girl from ET with the accident and the dating, and he may have (rightly?) believed I am a little touched. 

    If I had inadvertently divulged any distracted thoughts, I imagine he would have asked to confirm “H’aitch and Double-ewe like hoosband and waife?" and I would have literally slipped off my chair.  (Gross assessment, me; accurate but gross.)  It’s good to pinpoint these vulnerabilities. 
    I am much cooler via email, so I think I can keep it together, now.

    But!  We are totally gonna publish together.  Good data week.
    (Good enough that I can call it before Friday’s even over.) 

     
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I grow old … I grow old …I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.I do not think that they will sing to me.

With John-Francis-Donaghy-like efficiency I went through most of the usual stages pretty quick this morning.  Maybe I am the 7th sigma.  The annual self-assessment will probably bear it out.  Maybe there will be roast beef sliced in the restroom.  I’m not really sure.  
100001 has an okay enough symmetry to it in a variety of bases, I suppose.

    I grow old … I grow old …
    I shall wear the bottoms of my trousers rolled.
    Shall I part my hair behind? Do I dare to eat a peach?
    I shall wear white flannel trousers, and walk upon the beach.
    I have heard the mermaids singing, each to each.
    I do not think that they will sing to me.

    With John-Francis-Donaghy-like efficiency I went through most of the usual stages pretty quick this morning.  Maybe I am the 7th sigma.  The annual self-assessment will probably bear it out.  Maybe there will be roast beef sliced in the restroom.  I’m not really sure.  

    100001 has an okay enough symmetry to it in a variety of bases, I suppose.

     
  4. When she was *particularly* stressed, she’d sit in the store and take her blood pressure until she got the same result twice. Sometimes it took a couple tries.
    — 

    Systolic/Diastolic-BPM
    118/76-81
    117/78-87
    115/80-83
    120/73-81
    108/66-85
    122/73-80
    111/76-81
    112/75-80
    116/74-82
    115/71-82
    117/75-82
    125/72-82
    129/71-78
    127/63-76
    116/75-81
    109/71-85
    120/72-79
    120/64-86
    111/69-80
    120/71-80
    121/66-79
    110/64-78
    106/70-86
    114/67-80
    118/67-77
    117/63-82
    116/71-79
    108/69-79
    107/64-83
    120/58-82
    114/45-87
    117/68-83
    111/70-87
    112/66-87
    110/67-81
    114/64-85
    117/64-74
    95/61-84
    88/43-82
    111/65-81
    115/71-86

    (Oh, my valves!)

     
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    This song still makes it onto my angry times megamix because between the salty language catharsis and the mindful realization it always induces (that I’m pretty happy with 8 extra fingers beyond the 2 necessary ones) it usually makes me feel a little better.  All the other shop teachers would look at me and think “hmm.  Newbie!”, and I’m pretty okay with that.

    I had a shop and homeroom teacher who was in this kind of situation and he always seemed a little sad.  He also had 2 distinct hairpieces, and what seems to be an unGoogleable name.  The musician who sang this was a bioengineer turned lawyer and, quick search later now part of a gospel reggae outfit.  Pretty great!

     
  6. (Read it in your Frankliniest voice)

    …For the Encouragement of this Enquiry, (from the immortal Honour to be reasonably expected by the Inventor) let it be considered of how small Importance to Mankind, or to how small a Part of Mankind have been useful those Discoveries in Science that have heretofore made Philosophers famous. Are there twenty Men in Europe at this Day, the happier, or even the easier, for any Knowledge they have pick’d out of Aristotle? What Comfort can the Vortices of Descartes give to a Man who has Whirlwinds in his Bowels! The Knowledge of Newton’s mutual Attraction of the Particles of Matter, can it afford Ease to him who is rack’d by their mutual Repulsion, and the cruel Distensions it occasions? The Pleasure arising to a few Philosophers, from seeing, a few Times in their Life, the Threads of Light untwisted, and separated by the Newtonian Prism into seven Colours, can it be compared with the Ease and Comfort every Man living might feel seven times a Day, by discharging freely the Wind from his Bowels? Especially if it be converted into a Perfume: For the Pleasures of one Sense being little inferior to those of another, instead of pleasing the Sight he might delight the Smell of those about him, & make Numbers happy, which to a benevolent Mind must afford infinite Satisfaction. …

    Neither 17 times a day, nor 6, nor 72.  Nope: “seven times a Day”.  That might have just been a parallel structure choice.  But: another data point.

    Despite the fact that people say Pseudomonas aeruginosa smells like flowers, I was not a superfan in the enclosed space work during January.  However, I think the yogurt route would be the way to go on that.  Antibiotic cleanse, GMO filled yogurt/bowel repopulating chaser.  Orally, ideally, though I suppose it might be more effective to do it FMT style.

     
  7. Day 144: The Champions of Breakfast Triptych Endures.
    I can make both the pro- and anti- preservative arguments.

     
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    There are some who might call me “The St. Jude* of the Produce Section”. And I would say,

“My magnanimous adoption of desperately weird looking potatoes, and constant toting of scrolls and carpenter’s rules is no reason for veneration, you guys. You need not honor me: just…do good works.” 

It’s just about leading by quiet example, sometimes.  Sense of hominess and homeliness aside, I don’t identify with these vegetables, really. 
*I forget how it was organized, but I believe my only formal affiliation with St. Jude’s was the Math-a-thon fundraiser back in the…80s. And I didn’t do that because I was a particularly good little kid so much as the fact that I really enjoyed doing math. I still do, depending on the math.

    There are some who might call me “The St. Jude* of the Produce Section”. And I would say,

    “My magnanimous adoption of desperately weird looking potatoes, and constant toting of scrolls and carpenter’s rules is no reason for veneration, you guys. You need not honor me: just…do good works.”

    It’s just about leading by quiet example, sometimes.  Sense of hominess and homeliness aside, I don’t identify with these vegetables, really. 

    *I forget how it was organized, but I believe my only formal affiliation with St. Jude’s was the Math-a-thon fundraiser back in the…80s. And I didn’t do that because I was a particularly good little kid so much as the fact that I really enjoyed doing math. I still do, depending on the math.

     
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    In a phase of psychological experiments* related to dissertation writing that had no impact on the dissertation being written, I speculated that one could fool brains into thinking typing was occurring—and consequently induce the impulse to type further—by listening to the sound of typing (i.e., 0:13-0:15).

    Eventually it becomes like rain.  15 keys when 1 might suffice is still a favorite gag, though.  [Via my favorite suggestion: Actuary Starship.]

    (All new keystrokes will be lost in sound, like tears in rain.  Time to write.)

    *Oddly enough, some of my favorite kinds of experiments, even if I am…not so much dismissive as critical of what gets done “for reals”.  Controls are tough.

    [In the years since, the loop still makes an appearance in my list of crutches.  If I had actively thought about this before today, I might have caught it at a solid repdigital play count.  Tiny bummer.  It is in a weird neighborhood, playlist-wise.]

     
  10. [The guy was tripping balls and nobody got on base.]

    There were times when the ball was hit back at me, and I jumped because I thought it was coming fast, but the ball was coming slow. Third baseman came by and grabbed the ball and threw somebody out. I never caught a ball from the catcher with two hands, because I thought, That was a big ol’ ball! And then sometimes it looks small. One time I covered first base, and I caught the ball and I tagged the base, all in one motion and I said, “Ooh, I just made a touchdown.”

    (From “Performance Enhancement”, via)

    Three strikes being the equivalent of one touchdown does assist in expanding an inter-athletic mathematics. Albeit slightly addled.

     
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    Phase I: Steal University.Phase II: ???Phase III: Profit.




The snow-covered world is an abstraction of the world that lies underneath: the details are smoothed over, the color is removed, all that is left is an essence of shape. These are the forms that one can work with. This is how the mathematician thinks. This is what she does, in her minds eye, to the world around her.
(Cribbed From: this).




Fixing signs is almost public service.

    Phase I: Steal University.
    Phase II: ???
    Phase III: Profit.

    The snow-covered world is an abstraction of the world that lies underneath: the details are smoothed over, the color is removed, all that is left is an essence of shape. These are the forms that one can work with. This is how the mathematician thinks. This is what she does, in her minds eye, to the world around her.

    (Cribbed From: this).

    Fixing signs is almost public service.

     
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    20121122: 110/67, 86; 114/62, 95; 109/64, 91; 115/66, 88; 116/66, 92; 114/59, 90; 112/65, 93; 108/61, 95; 115/73, 93; 112/59, 89; 109/54, 92; 115/73, 89. 20120905: 117-69-97; 127-73-98; 112-76-94; 118-76-95; 120-76-99; 122-77-100; 123-77-97; 121-73-94; 121-78-91; 127-73-98; 112-76-94; 118-76-95; 120-76-99; 122-77-100; 123-77-97; 121-73-94; 121-78-91; 127-73-98; 127-72-98; 120-74-100; 130-77-96; 117-77-96; 126-71-99; 109-68-94; 107-64-93; 107-58-97.  20120801 Marshes: 119/71//85; 111/59//82; 112/63//87; 114/64//85; 111/60//82.  20120704 Walmart: 132/78, 106; 130/73, 96; 119/74, 94; 113/81, 90; later; 131/90, 95; 129/90, 99. 201207031300ish standing at mall: 152/126, 111; 111/73, 113; 122/83, 105; 122/98, 114; right; 128/84, 110; 131/81, 111; later; 134/84, 111; 138/79, 107; 122/80, 105; 110/72, 109; 124/78, 107. 201207011215; 114/66, 87 BPM; 118/73, 79; 122/70, 85; 118/63, 79
(♫ I’m on a Mexican radio; I’m on a Mexican Num-bers radio! ♫)
…
The weird thing is—if we’re really being honest here—that I have my own manual sphygmomanometer, and numbers generally do calm me down.  However, most of the calming effect seems to really require a robot voice.

    20121122: 110/67, 86; 114/62, 95; 109/64, 91; 115/66, 88; 116/66, 92; 114/59, 90; 112/65, 93; 108/61, 95; 115/73, 93; 112/59, 89; 109/54, 92; 115/73, 89. 20120905: 117-69-97; 127-73-98; 112-76-94; 118-76-95; 120-76-99; 122-77-100; 123-77-97; 121-73-94; 121-78-91; 127-73-98; 112-76-94; 118-76-95; 120-76-99; 122-77-100; 123-77-97; 121-73-94; 121-78-91; 127-73-98; 127-72-98; 120-74-100; 130-77-96; 117-77-96; 126-71-99; 109-68-94; 107-64-93; 107-58-97.  20120801 Marshes: 119/71//85; 111/59//82; 112/63//87; 114/64//85; 111/60//82.  20120704 Walmart: 132/78, 106; 130/73, 96; 119/74, 94; 113/81, 90; later; 131/90, 95; 129/90, 99. 201207031300ish standing at mall: 152/126, 111; 111/73, 113; 122/83, 105; 122/98, 114; right; 128/84, 110; 131/81, 111; later; 134/84, 111; 138/79, 107; 122/80, 105; 110/72, 109; 124/78, 107. 201207011215; 114/66, 87 BPM; 118/73, 79; 122/70, 85; 118/63, 79

    (♫ I’m on a Mexican radio; I’m on a Mexican Num-bers radio! ♫)

    The weird thing is—if we’re really being honest here—that I have my own manual sphygmomanometer, and numbers generally do calm me down.  However, most of the calming effect seems to really require a robot voice.

     
  13. Of all the questionable patterns I have, this tendency (1997-present) is very likely the one that will¹ get me into the most trouble. 

    .  .  ..  …  …..  ……..  ………….  …………………

    PREVIOUSLY, ON “TELEGRAPHING OUR NOSTALGIC B&Es”: 
    37.87247,-122.2560, ~8 meters underground.  One of my favorite places.  At 11:23::58. One of my favorite times.  Posted at 2:34:56.  Also not too shabby.²

    …….. …… ……. ….. …   ……… (…….. …… ……. ….. …   ………)

    ¹Until a minute ago, I’d forgotten that it did get me in trouble in 1999, but the CUPD incident—which in retrospect was almost right out of Lady and the Tramp (or Fantastic Mr. Fox)—wasn’t BIG trouble. Oddly, I can’t think of fictional situations where that has happened with humans.

    ²That digital memory also made me realize that the hug that was worthy of note was not the hug I thought it was, as I had the shields down long enough to have been hugged by several people that weekend. 
    2011ME: PROMISCUOUS³ HUGGEE/SOMEWHAT DISCERNING HUGGER.

    ³Almost all rumors of my licentiousness are laughable fabrications.

     
  14. My longstanding public affection for R.N. notwithstanding, isn’t it the best when someone phrases the problem so …correctly?  This frame is from yesterday and I literally had a bit of a moment at my desk as I read it.
NB: Printed out copies of the pleasure calculus strip  and the party of functions strip are still epoxied onto the front of my old computational notebooks in the Archives in 94720. 

    My longstanding public affection for R.N. notwithstanding, isn’t it the best when someone phrases the problem so …correctly?  This frame is from yesterday and I literally had a bit of a moment at my desk as I read it.

    NB: Printed out copies of the pleasure calculus strip  and the party of functions strip are still epoxied onto the front of my old computational notebooks in the Archives in 94720. 

     
  15. Casino Royale with Cheese

    Winner: Bond Opening Credits with best near depiction of a Mandelbrot Set.