August 5th, 2003


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I'm having that kind of shock one has when one had 2 1/2 months to move into a new place and one now has 19 days. I mean, 19 days isn't exactly 45 minutes, and I do have a solid week off of work coming up during the 19 days, but we do have rather a lot of stuff. Packed right now are off-season clothes and about 2/3 of the books, plus most of the records and CDs and stereo equipment, and a good 7 or 8 boxes of kitchen stuff. And some old family stuff is already in boxes.

On the happy side, weekend visitors provided a pleasant respite (and did a fair amount of that book packing); we took a pretty lazy approach to the time together and ended up showing them the new house, driving out to Chelsea (where we ate, finally, at the Common Grill---an altogether pleasant brunch experience---and wandered around an antique fair) (I got an old hotel desk bell for 5 bucks and 2 postcards), and making meals at the house: various munchie platters now and then, plus Thai by Holly Sat. night and a fine creamy risotto by Lorne Sun. night. Good conversation and just being together; wish it could have gone on longer.

Among other topics we discussed the monk's life and its various appeals. A long time ago I heard about a guy---just an old teenager like us---going into Homer's in Omaha to sell his entire record collection, as he was going into the monastery. At the time such an option was a real head-scratcher to me. Of course for women I imagine it's a different choice entirely, with different sorts of communities and traditions and expectations, and those not so appealing (to me).

Not that I'm in any great danger of renouncing the worldly and doing that there. (How could I, while we still have the joy of blurbing references in with colored pencils?)

quotations from our putative president

"First, let me make it very clear, poor people aren't
necessarily killers. Just because you happen to be
not rich doesn't mean you're willing to kill."

-- G.W. Bush
May 19, 2003

"There's an old saying in Tennessee---I know it's in
Texas, probably in Tennessee---that says, fool me
once, shame on---shame on you. Fool me---you can't
get fooled again."

-- Nashville, Sept. 17, 2002

"If you don't have any ambitions, the minimum-wage
job isn't going to get you to where you want to get,
for example. In other words, what is your ambitions?
And oh, by the way, if that is your ambition, here's
what it's going to take to achieve it."

-- to students in Little Rock
Aug. 29, 2002

! Contest !

I just completed an OK galley (review) at work with 17 references. Fortunately, they were all in MathSciNet. Guess how many of the papers the reviewer cited have the reviewer as an author?

(a) none;
(b) one;
(c) three;
(d) seven;
(e) ten;
(f) twelve;
(g) all seventeen.

First one with the right answer gets her/his choice of

[1] a copy of the article in question, "The class number one problem for some non-abelian normal CM-fields of degree 48" by Ku-Young Chang and Soun-Hi Kwon (listen up, upsidedownblue and anderyn: you're on your honor not to use that info. to cheat!);
[2] a nubby rubber fingertip condom (for easy counting of piles of paper);
[3] 2 Canadian Tylenol;
[4] a vintage triple-striped 2-color DUAL-KOLOR by EMPIRE pencil, pink on one end, grey on the other.

Surely the 'net'll have one of those massive-use outages when word of those prizes gets out...