Aw, Hil. I wish I could say something useful, like Typo Boy. Brilliant bad joke, that.
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Maybe I should have gone into environmental science instead of math. Except that I was never very good at chemistry.
It's not that I have the slightest clue what's the exact nature of the problem, Hil, but if I just to say one thing?
No way. Math is awesome, even though it scares me to death (THANK YOU AWFUL JUNIOR HIGH SCHOOL TEACHERS FOR THAT) and I wish it hadn't, because there's a lot of stuff I'd like to know better. I use examples from it as metaphors, and try to illustrate with it a lot. I'm basically a Deleuze-ian who thinks we chose the whole sciences things with Enlightenment to explain ourselves to ourselves, and changes in thinking are happening when our perception of sciences changes.
So go ahead, Hil. Understand the modern world better than anyone before. I know I envy you a little for working in that field. And if there will be a change - switching from one field to the next, I'm sure it'll be for the best of you, the fields (well, except for math), and the rest of us.
Edit: and there's always this XKCD: [link]
Right. I had my internet morning fix.
Now, back to the "real world", studying "statistics".
I made Clafouti for a party /dinner tonight. It was a big hit and now I just read a recipe for an apple/ blue cheese Clafouti -- made with honey crisp apples -- more of a savory dish. Made me wish it was fall.
... Statistics frightens me. And making my feel uncomfortable.
beth b, it's the first time I hear about Clafouti. I Googled it and found a great recipe with strawberries. I can't wait till winter, and strawberries, and a cool night to try this.
Beth, do you have a link to the recipe?
Someone scraped down my throat with sandpaper. Do not like.
Someone scraped down my throat with sandpaper
Let's get that villain and make him take my statistics' final instead of me!
< /trying to get a win/win situation, though cannot see how said logic may help sj's throat>
I hope you are feeling better this morning, sj.
Good luck with the Statistics.
I'm closing my laptop and hitting the road. Planning to go about 13 hours today into NC somewhere, then another 10 or so tomorrow. Travel ~ma would be appreciated.
So apparently I left my headlights on while I was in Boston because I came back at one in the morning to find my car completely DEAD. I called AAA and got a jump, but I don't know whether I need to replace the battery or what. The Auto function on the windows (one push up and down) isn't working, which makes me think the battery's still very low. And I don't know if it will just die on me in the morning or when I try to go home from work or whatever. Man, I don't need this. Le sigh.
Travel~ma, Laura. Fell better~ma, sj. Car~ma, P-C. Monday~ma, everyone else. Get back to study so you won't fail horribly in your final~ma, myself.