mrs. rugbyologist and I recently benefited from some free interstate grandparental babysitting of The Frogger. We took the opportunity to go out to dinner. Dinner was lovely, but the details are irrelevant. We followed up dinner with dessert at the nearby chocolate bar.
The first thing the hostess asked us upon showing us to our table was, "Have you been here before?"
The first thing our waitress asked was, "Have you been here before?"
The Bookworm And The Encyclopedias
A simple math puzzle.
A set of 10 encyclopedias is sitting on a bookshelf in left-to-right numerical order.
Each single volume contains 1,000 pages.
A bookworm eats its way directly and linearly through them in a straight line.
It starts on page 1 of volume 1.
It ends on page 1,000 of volume 10.
Question: Not counting any covers, flysheets, etc., how many pages does the bookworm eat ?
I intend to post my answer next Monday,
or before that if anyone comments with a solution that I agree with.
The Brightest Candles #2
The brightest candles are the people whose light remains long after they are gone.
Imagine all the peopleJohn Lennon
living life in peace
you may say I'm a dreamer
but I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
and the world will live as one.
( 1940 - 1980 ) Imagine
Today I visited the 53rd international art exposition at the Biennale di Venezia, which this year is titled "Fare Mondi" (making worlds). I am posting below a few pictures I took of the installations I saw there, for those of you who are not insensitive to contemporary arts. But before I do, let me add a personal note.
Amidst string theorist accompanied by strings, a one woman dramatic impersonation of E.O. Wilson and a journey of life through time, things have begun to turn around in good ole/new York.
Lucky for me, the media company came through with tickets for all the events we wanted to attend, I received a room and the luggage was delivered to the hotel in time to get ready for the opening ceremony of the World Science Festival, after numerous conversations with United representatives and the lady at the front desk.
Unlucky for me, Alan Alda would still rather be seen with Bloggy. Not that I blame him.
Each individual decision along the way seemed rational at the time, but the result was insane.
- Former Secretary of State Robert McNamara on the development of the nuclear arms race, interview with Richard Rhodes in Arsenals of Folly
, p. 99
Some single cartoon panels can stand alone. The grid of lines were necessary to blow up the image onto the window in my lab bay. Unfortunately, no pictures of that effort remain. It made for a much better view than the parking lot.
With school budgets already sub-par, and the purse strings futher tightened in this current economic state, teachers have to find ways to do more with less. One suggestion, if I may, is to combine chemistry and history. Checking off the list of U.S. presidents while also teaching children about the periodic table is a great way to kill two birds with one stone, and who knows, it may even help retention of each subject.
(I use U.S. presidents as one example; you could easily apply the venerable Table to a whole host of subjects.)
Let's start easy.
I consider myself a realist, and I also consider myself to have a positive outlook for the most part. Sometimes while watching those movies, you know the ones where a seemingly impossible slew of unfortunate events occur in a short time period to the main character, through which they learn something, have an enlightening moment, or what have you, I snicker. Most of the time I pair the movies with commentary such as, ‘yeah, what are the odds of that?’ or ‘like that would ever happen like that in real life’. But after the 24 hours from Tuesday through Wednesday of my life, I’ve come to realize that whoever wrote the script has probably had a day like mine.
I warn you this story is not for those with weak stomachs.
I'm on the road, so here are two (dueling?) quotes to make up for the hit-or-miss blogging:
God forbid that we should give out a dream of our own imagination for a pattern of the world.
- Francis Bacon, Novum Organum, p. 30