Superstitious
This one needs to be short.
It is the 666th post (I think there are a few, untitled, unpublished ones out there that stand in the files, waiting for life to be breathed into them).
And while I am not superstitious, I just can't seem to find anything enjoyable about that number.
My husband, I am sure, would be able to. But we know what happens when he posts something here: We get a long and involved treatise on how math comes into some everyday situation, and by the end of the post, we might be more confused than when we entered (Love you, honey!). And his titles? Get to the point, will ya? (Love you honey, again!)
So that's all. I'll post more later. I just had to get over that hump.
It is the 666th post (I think there are a few, untitled, unpublished ones out there that stand in the files, waiting for life to be breathed into them).
And while I am not superstitious, I just can't seem to find anything enjoyable about that number.
My husband, I am sure, would be able to. But we know what happens when he posts something here: We get a long and involved treatise on how math comes into some everyday situation, and by the end of the post, we might be more confused than when we entered (Love you, honey!). And his titles? Get to the point, will ya? (Love you honey, again!)
So that's all. I'll post more later. I just had to get over that hump.
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