Dramatis persona*

helenhead Helen Chick

I've always wanted a bumper sticker that said "I'm a female, LDS/Mormon, Scout leading, geocaching, piano-playing, bicycling, mathematics educator with a PhD in maths ... and I VOTE"!

I think this makes me a minority group of cardinality 1!

* Since there's only one of me and "personae" is plural (I think), I've gone with dramatis persona.
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12 of 12, February 2020

I know I thought last month’s 12 of 12 was pretty lame, but this probably tops it. I had a work deadline, and so couldn’t get outside much and, when it came time for the one thing that might have generated a few fun photographs, I forgot that it was the 12th entirely.

Feel free to skip this month. Seriously.

If you don’t believe me, look how pathetic the first image is: it’s a screen shot of one of my spreadsheets which — “too much information” alert — I am using to determine whether or not (and how, if yes) my hot flushes are cyclic.

Just remember that I warned you. Here’s proof about the work deadline: some colleagues and I are applying for a grant. Riveting stuff. (Actually it is very important, but whether we’ve “sold” it well enough is another matter entirely.)

Oh, there is one bit of excitement. I am in the process of moving into a bigger office. There is long way to go and a lot of organising to do, but hopefully it will be better than my old one (although history’s evidence says that it will soon be as messy as I’ve ever been).

Something convinced ants that they needed to infest the building right up to the fifth floor via the fourth, with an exploratory raid into my office.

I tracked them down (I was sick of being in the office anyway!).

And now I have counter-measures.

In the evening Scouts started up again with a night of rowing. It was wet and cold, but we had a good evening, but I took no photos. I didn’t even think about it until I got home and realised I still needed some more to get the 12. So, you get this riveting photo of my wetsuit boots and will just have to imagine two boatloads of Scouts rowing around Kangaroo Bay in the mizzle.

And then I got distracted because someone had posted a stupid meme about how the numerical values associated with the letters A-T-T-I-T-U-D-E add up to 100, and isn’t that awesome instead of just being a complete fluke … so, after trying to come up with some more negative 100-total words by hand, I programmed a spreadsheet to let me try more possibilities faster. T-O-T-A-L C-O-N adds up to 100 as well.

(Now you know why Lisa got me T-shirt that says “I have a spreadsheet for that”!)

I did this while watching Hard Quiz on the television.

Rowing’s exertions — well, actually an awkward head angle — saw me putting a heat pack to good use late in the evening.

And I think the fresh air made me hungry for a snack before bed.

[This is  “12 of 12” post number 126; if you don’t know what it’s all about by now there are 125 previous posts on the 12th of every month to give you some idea.]

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