Wednesday, November 9, 2016

Math vs. The Pill





I once thought about a village that practiced birth control based on the theories of mathematics.  There is a theory that pretty much states in order for an object to go from one place to another it must first go half the distance to that destination.  Try it, it works.  Then, in order to reach that destination you need to travel 1/2 of the remaining distance.  And then one half of that remaining distance and so on.  Given this, the object will never actually reach the destination, just get infinitesimally close.  Apply this principle to the sperm cell fertilizing the egg.  Not only does it need to reach the egg, it needs to penetrate the egg.  But it can't.  It barely makes it to the egg.  And for years, the application of this principle served as the perfect means of birth control.  Until the population started to die out.  the residents grew older, it was mathematically impossible for them to procreate, they were distraught.  And the village and its culture would have died off entirely until the came up with a solution.  They decided to adopt.


And for those of you who might remember me from Algebra I and II, this was where my mind went when I looked off into space, pencil eraser between my teeth. 

Tuesday, November 8, 2016

And yes, I am Still Pissed . . .

On the way to school today we heard a track from Return of the Jedi.  It's from the scene where Luke is heading off to confront Vader and Leia tries to stop him.  I will paraphrase as I did in the car as the music played.

"But you have a power I don't understand and I'll never have."
"Yes, you do .  The Force is strong in my family, my father has it, I have it, (long dramatic pause as he looks deeply at her and realizes they swapped spit a few years back) and my sister has it"
"Yes, I know, I've always knows (this is the point where Victoria yells out "and you still kissed him, ewww!")"
"Why must you confront him?  Run. Far away.  Get out of this place"
"No I must face him.  There is good in him.  I have felt it"

And then I lost it.  What the fu . . .  (I realized the kids were in the car) . . . hell!!  And look at that.  She doesn't understand it and never has it and he ends up running far away!!

Oh, damn, I have to get this out of my system!!

I'll say it again, it wasn't a bad movie, but it WASN'T a Star Wars movie.