The latest version of our beloved freeform topic!
How cool! Rock mystery solved!
I think it'd revolve around my new fascination with Objectophilia.
You can't start a new topic. It's not set up that way, as a matter of chaos management. If there's some topic you think is lacking, send me a PM and I can either send you to the existing venue or start a new one. Thanks!
I'm still wondering till now why I'm not allowed to post new topic, then I ask my myself. If I'm allowed to post new topic, what will topic it will be?..........I don't know either.
Let's check back in a month... Although I'm originally from Cleveland, I am a Kansas City fan, having lived in the area for 33 years. I'm happy with KC baseball right now, a game up over Detroit! Keep an eye on the Tribe....
Congratulations to Maryam Mirzakhani on being the first woman to win the Fields Medal prize in mathematics.
Mirzakhani, 37, is of Iranian descent and completed her PhD at Harvard in 2004. Her thesis showed how to compute the Weil-Petersson volumes of moduli spaces of bordered Riemann surfaces. Her research interests include Teichmüller theory, hyperbolic geometry, ergodic theory, and symplectic geometry. She is currently professor of mathematics at Stanford University, and predominantly works on geometric structures on surfaces and their deformations.
Congrats Gr8ful Ted! Your Royals are on a hot streak...18 of 22 Wow! Finally the Royals are doing well again. It's nice to see them on top of the heap so late in the season. Good Luck for the rest of the season!
I like that. It is pretty to read.
When most I wink, then do mine eyes best see,
For all the day they view things unrespected;
But when I sleep, in dreams they look on thee,
And darkly bright are bright in dark directed.
Then thou, whose shadow shadows doth make bright,
How would thy shadow's form form happy show
To the clear day with thy much clearer light,
When to useeing eyes thy shade shines so!
How would, I say, mine eyes be blessed made
By looking on thee in the living day,
When in dead night thy fair imperfect shade
Through heavy sleep on sightless eyes doth stay!
All days are nights to see till I see thee,
And nights bright days when dreams do show thee me.
- Shakespeare, Sonnet XLIII
they don't seem to mind this aging biped.
Although, anthropomorphism may be more deeply rooted
while perception is properly adjusted ;-)