Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates

Well, not exactly ‘brand-new,’ although they may as well be.  I got my Rollerblades almost 7 years ago now, at the time of my divorce.  No shiny new sports car for me. 

I strapped them on twice back then I think, for about 5 minutes at a time, and not once since.  I also have a book I picked up cheap and read before I even got my skates, In-line skating basics by Cam Millar.

Back in January after E’s Rollerskating Birthday Party, I commented that:

Maybe I’ll go again this spring before I try and learn to inline skate.  I had the (probably ridiculous) idea that I should’ve been able to strap on my inline skates this morning and go do a halfway competent job.  Of course, the slight hangover, general achiness, 30 degree weather, and goood sense kept me from doing something so completely foolish.

Today it is sunny and almost 80.  I had pulled the skate bag out of the closet a few weeks ago when it got nice out, so I strapped them on and "went for it."  I would not even begin to label myself as competent, but I was able to skate.  My ankles, well, complete lower legs, are not big fans of the reduced stability of in-line vs. regular roller skates, but maybe I can do some exercises to strengthen my ankles, calves, shins, and Achilles tendons.  I went around the sidewalk that forms a square around my apartment and the facing ones a couple of times.  Then I crossed the street to the cable companies parking lot.

I will strengthen my legs.  I will practice.  I will learn to skate.  I will exercise.

Post title and following lyrics from "Brand New Key" by Melanie.

Well, I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key
I think that we should get together and try them out you see
I been looking around awhile
You got something for me
Oh! I got a brand new pair of roller skates
You got a brand new key

Which yellow and white math book are you?

"Whew," he says wiping his brow.  I was worried after seeing what Christina Pikas got that I’d get something I have no idea what it is.  Alright, truth be told, I don’t know what the heck algebraic geometry is either.  I know what algebra is, and what geometry is, but some nightmare clone?  Not so much.  Besides, who knew these things could breed?

If I were a Springer-Verlag Graduate Text in Mathematics, I would be Joe Harris’s Algebraic Geometry: A First Course.

I am intended to introduce students to algebraic geometry; to give them a sense of the basic objects considered, the questions asked about them,  and the sort of answers one can expect to obtain. I thus emphasize the classical roots of the subject. For readers interested in simply seeing what the subject is about, I avoid the more technical  details better treated with the most recent methods. For readers interested in pursuing the subject further, I will provide a  basis for understanding the developments of the last half century, which have put the subject on a radically new footing. Based on lectures given at Brown and Harvard Universities, I retain the informal style of the lectures and stresses examples throughout; the theory is developed as needed. My first part is concerned with introducing basic varieties and constructions; I describe, for example, affine and projective varieties, regular and rational maps, and particular classes of varieties such as determinantal varieties and algebraic groups. My second part discusses attributes of varieties, including dimension, smoothness, tangent spaces and cones,  degree, and parameter and moduli spaces.

Which Springer GTM would you be?
The Springer GTM
Test

Found at Christina’s LIS Rant

What kind of polyhedral are you?

It’s true.  Really.  I do have a distinct dorky side.  I even used to subscribe to a journal called Polyhedron

The sad part is I’m paying good money to store them, along with all that other stuff from TSR (and elsewhere; and no, not WotC) that I probably spent a cool grand on over time.  OK, OK, probably way more than a grand.

But hey, it eventually was a way to bound with my kids.  How many parents get to say the played Advanced Dungeons & Dragons with their spawn?

I am a d8

Take the quiz at dicepool.com

Not sure why they don’t include all of the text from the results, but here it is:

No use trying to fight it, you’re an eight-sided die, a d8. A fine example of simple elegance, the d8 is one of the least appreciated types of dice, and is often neglected. You are known to be quiet and shy, outward traits that conceal viscous sarcasm and mean wit. You are very smart, yet wise enough to hide your intelligence the quicker they found out how smart you are, the sooner they’ll put you to work, which is something you can do without. People call you dark and pessimistic, or moody and cynical. You find little point in arguing.

Found at the "Shrewd, petty and evil" one’s blog, in the hoosegow.  Hehehe.  Wimpy, little d4.  But she does have a much cooler D&D-related name.  I sure played a lot of rangers in my day.

I be Guinness

 

Guinness

(66% dark & bitter, 100% working class, 100% genuine)

Okay, we all know Guinness is the best possible score on any "What Kind Of Beer Are You" test, so you can just go on and pat yourself on the back now. Like the world’s most famous brew, you’re genuine, you’ve got good taste, and you’re sophisticated. What else can I say, except congratulations?

If your friends didn’t score the same way, get ready for them to say: Guinness is too heavy; it’s an acquired taste; it’s too serious–and they probably think those things about you at times. But just brush ’em off. Everybody knows Guinness is the best. Cheers.

 

My test tracked 3 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

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You scored higher than 25% on dark
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You scored higher than 94% on workingclass
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You scored higher than 51% on genuine
Link: The If You Were A Beer Test written by gwendolynbooks on OkCupid Free Online Dating, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Now a few years ago I’d have been one of those folks offering excuses.  But thanks to my friend, Nav, I gave Guinness another try.  And I fell in love.  I don’t drink much else anymore.

Found thanks to my friend, "triumphantly, jenny," at our drinking problem.  Talk about stereotype busting.

Eskimo Pi and other New Mathisms

I was about to go to head off to bed but decided to take one last look at my aggregator.  3 Quarks Daily had 6 new posts but I bit anyway.  Glad I did as I was practically falling on the floor laughing.  Of course, coughing painfully and laughing at the same time is very difficult and even more painful.

Be sure to go check out "The New Math" and then click through to see the rest of the list at onegoodmove.

My favs:

1.  Ratio of an igloo’s circumference to its diameter = Eskimo Pi
4.  Time between slipping on a peel and smacking the pavement = 1
bananosecond
5.  Weight an evangelist carries with God = 1 billigram
20.  1 millionth of a fish = 1 microfiche

Rollerskating Birthday Party

I went to Elizabeth’s (my coworker) rollerskating birthday party last night.  She turns 26 tomorrow, so she is just 4 months older than my son.

Most of the rest of her friends that joined us are about her age; about 30 of us in all I think.  We didn’t exactly take over the skating rink, way too many adolescents for that, but we made a good showing nonetheless.  I think we all got on skates, although a few never actually made it into the rink proper.

I was quite surprised to find out I can still skate almost as well as I used to, except I got sore and tired far more quickly.  Actually, my skating consists in going around the oval at a fairly decent rate with just a bit of bobbing and weaving.  No skating backwards or dancing though.  But then I don’t dance without wheels under my feet.  I have to say I’m very proud, and highly relieved, that I didn’t fall
once, nor did I crash into anyone.  By the end of the evening I was
definitely flexing my knees more to lower my center of gravity to try
and stay somewhat stable, though.

They had races by age group and gender and one of E’s friends asked if we could have a special race for our group.  Only about 8 of us, evenly mixed gender-wise, had the gumption to do it.  I ended up 3rd which ain’t bad seeing as I’m old enough to be, or almost be, the father of most of them.  Karin, one of my other coworkers, who watched, said that while we were racing some little kid said, "I thought they had an age limit to get in here!"  Little brat!

Not something I want to do often, but I enjoyed myself.  Maybe I’ll go again this spring before I try and learn to inline skate.  I had the (probably ridiculous) idea that I should’ve been able to strap on my inline skates this morning and go do a halfway competent job.  Of course, the slight hangover, general achiness, 30 degree weather, and goood sense kept me from doing something so completely foolish.

After skating, some of us went to the Brass Rail, where others met us to continue the birthday festivities.  That review isn’t entirely accurate, but it is close enough (except, the men’s room is far from immaculate).  And who knew we had knife-fight bars, strip clubs (plural), and just what is a fern bar?  I really don’t understand the appeal of cheap bars.  Well, I do.  I guess, for me, it’s sort of like my understanding of public "I read these books lists" or the usefulness of much social software.  I understand on a conceptual level, but not at all on an experiential.

I don’t know if the Brass Rail is the smokiest bar in town or not, but it has to be close.  I drank Guiness in a can.  Well, I did have a glass, but still.  And it cost about 2/3 of what the rest were paying for pitchers.  Ah, youth.  I had a decent time anyway I think. 

I listened to lots of conversations about TV, with much of it about English and Japanese TV shows.  Although slightly more interesting sounding that much of ours, they still sounded completely inane.  Of course, there was lots of talk about games and game systems.  Some movie talk, but few I have seen.  Some grousing about how old they’re getting, but not from Elizabeth.  And then some poor soon-to-be thirty-year-old woman whining about that, but even more so about the "complete lack" of unattached, heterosexual males at GSLIS.  At least she finally clarified that she meant hottie single hetero males.  Luckily I never had that delusion.

I left after 3 beers and stopped at Merry Ann’s Diner for some food on the way home.  A young couple (mid-20s) came in while I was eating and sat in the booth next to mine.  The girl was trying to tell the guy about something she had saw on a "thing" on the side of the road somewhere, but the best she could come up with was "bulletin board."  They spent 2-3 minutes trying to come up with the right word, but just couldn’t.  She whined that she ought to be able to do better beacuse, "I’m a teacher, after all!"  [I’ll leave that alone.]  I let them suffer and they moved on fairly quickly to some inane talk about his freshman dating experience.  When I was done and heading up to pay I leaned in to her as I wallked past and said, "Billboard."  They were extremely grateful; evidently they had been drinking too.

I got home about 1:45 aM and immediately took a shower.  I don’t like showering when I’d rather just fall in bed, but it’s certainly is better than sleeping in your own "personal ashtray."  I got up around 10:45 AM and have been lazing the day away. 

So far, my shins and hips are a little sore.  But the real test will be tomorrow as my exercise induced pain usually takes 1 1/2 – 2 days to show up.

Robbed at birth I tell you!

I got ripped off by my genes—I’d have made one damn good lesbian if only my genetics had cooperated!

   

   

    

   

   

    

   

   

    

   

   

      Feminine
      You scored 43 masculinity and 50 femininity!
    
      You scored high on femininity and low on masculinity.  You have a traditionally feminine personality.
    
      
    

 

   My test tracked 2 variables How you compared to other people your age and gender:

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You scored higher than 11% on masculinity
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You scored higher than 19% on femininity

 

Link: The Bem Sex Role Inventory Test written by weirdscience on Ok Cupid, home of the 32-Type Dating Test

Well, at least I chose the right profession.  Too bad I don’t cook like she does.  Of course, she’s about to burn the heck out of her fingers.  I, at least, know what a pot holder is. 

Found at in the hoosegow and at A Night Light.  Check out the commentary at A Night Light.  Damn funny.