A lot of math stuff arrived in my inbox this week . . .
Tasty, Tasty Math
Jane is learning to reduce and add and otherwise manipulate fractions.
It’s hilarious to watch.
“I can’t do these,” she says, gripping her pencil. “They’re stupid and I’m too dumb to work them . . .” She pauses and fills in four in a row. ” . . . and they don’t make sense. I mean, what’s 7 times 9 anyway? Sixty-six,” she mutters.
“Wait a minute,” I say. “Sixty-six doesn’t sound right.”
“Sixty-three plus three, Mom, but it’s really 9 over 11—see? Do I have to do the bonus questions? I’m not going to get them right.”
“Try one. Just make the bottom numbers the same—“
“And stack ’em, yeah, yeah . . . done. Thank heavens.”
“See?” I say. “You complained about how you couldn’t do these, and tore right through them while you griped. You’re a cranky, little math whiz.”
“I am?” She reaches for her next assignment. “I don’t really get vocabulary-based reading comp. I can’t do the questions . . . “
“Sorry,” I said. “It only works for math.”
Gandalf, Take Me Away!
Or, you know, earlier.
Coincidentally, my MIL is coming back Sunday . . .
Take it One Page at a Time
The romance panel was not fit for a family blog . . .
Hey, an Award is an Award
My friend Wendy S. Russo tagged me in her the Alternative Booker Award post, for which I’m supposed to share my five personal favorite books.
This isn’t a post, it’s Mission Impossible—five, Wendy? Only five?!
I told my husband and he shook his head. “I don’t think you can do that,” he said. “Not you.”
In the end, I limited myself to the most recent fiction Flotsam Books I’ve touched. I’ve explained my theory of flotsam books before— the comfort reads that I pick up at random (HEY-o!) due to proximity and merge with as I move around the house before I resurface, put them down, and wander off. They’re in constant motion like literary seaweed caught in a tidal loop, though there’s a definite tide pool in the bathroom.
So, I scribbled down the last five I know I’ve encountered:
Monstrous Regiment Of Women by Laurie R. King — This is the second of Ms. King’s Mary Russell / Sherlock Holmes series and the one I return to, over and over. Set slightly after the first World War, Russell and Holmes investigate the charismatic leader of a suffragist enclave, whose cause has benefited from the deaths of several of her well-to-do followers. While Russell infiltrates the group, she struggles with her faith in science, her skepticism of spirituality, and her feelings about Holmes.
The Hobbit by J.R.R. Tolkien — Do I really need to explain this one?
Night Watch by Terry Pratchett — No one does satire like Mr. Pratchett. Here, he does The French Revolution, corruption, and law enforcement, using a time slide, a serial killer, and one of my favorite characters in any and all universes, Commander Samuel Vimes. You can’t start with this one, but working up to it is a treat and a half.
Double Deuce by Robert B. Parker — Spenser, Hawk, ghettos, racism, drive-by shootings, psychological social explorations, and, as always, relative justice.
Last Hot Time by John M. Ford — A young man escaping from his post-apocalyptic small town discovers himself in an alternate Chicago populated with hustlers, mobsters, master magicians, and elves with tommy guns. This may actually be my favorite book.
Now I have to pass on the agony of indecision to five other bloggers—only five, Wendy? Really?
Lisa Blackman of Semi-Educational Reviews
Lyra of Lyrical Meanderings
Downith of writeitdown-ith
Mike A. of heylookawriterfellow
MSB of macdougalstreetbaby
Let’s see how they do with this challenge!
I’m Dating Myself With This One, But . . .
Heck, I’m not even sure it’s really Thursday . . .
17 thoughts on “Random Thursday: Math, Books, and Math Books”
Aw! First a mug and now this!
You’re cetainly making it difficult for me to say, “So what have you done for me lately?” 🙂
I’m not sure making people choose their favorite books is a prize, Mike, but at least you’ll get a blog post out of it!
I’m feelin’ the love, nonetheless.
Jane sounds like a smartie :).
She is, Susan—a smartiepants! 😀
I still remember my roommate in London, during our semester abroad, getting a verbal smackdown from an irritable clerk because she wrote the date month-day instead of day-month. The shame! Or, in the clerk’s words, “Excuse me, but have you forgotten what COUNTRY you’re currently in, miss?” oh snap.
Just the five?
Just the five. But I suppose you could do a multi-post series if you wanted, Downith!
US Genealogists generally put the year in the middle (28Feb2013) to avoid trouble, Laura.
Mercy—that clerk must have forgotten which country supposedly has manners . . .
I’m in the middle of rereading the Night Watch after reading Snuff.
I liked Snuff—Pratchett seems very keen on examining racism lately—but I LOVE Night Watch, even more than The Fifth Elephant.
Wait. Seriously? Five?? Oh man. Deep breaths. This is going to take all weekend…
In other news, my daughter is in advanced math and prides herself on her nerd status. I CANNOT WAIT to show her pie equals 41.3. Love.
And um, Gandalf, if you’re listening? Don’t feel you have to wait until fifty. I can pack a bag and be ready in 5…
We could do a Merry and Pippin thing, Lyra—dibs on Merry!
Picking only 5 is serious torture! I think the Geneva convention specifically prohibits that! Love me some Pratchett and Parker (have you read the Sunny Randall series?).
Also, was ‘The Palace Job’ one of the books you got at Buchercon? I bought several of the ones on the list, but couldn’t remember if this was one of them. I’m about halfway through it and really enjoying it!
I love your math jokes/panels. That’s pretty much the only way I enjoy math. And I’m with Jane, except I’m not a griping math whiz. I’m a griping math failure, all the way. It’s why I cozied up to English so hard. 🙂 I love your book picks, and love being tagged, though I’m going to be pacing today to make my picks. Mission accepted. ❤
You and me, both, Lisa—if Jane ever takes trig, I’m toast!
And excellent!! I can’t wait to see what you choose!
I’m 47 and packing my “go bag” for when Gandalf shows up.