My topology professor just wrote ‘trivial’ on the board in small caps as part of a proof. He puts in the work, this guy.
This sentence has five words. Here are five more words. Five-word sentences are fine. But several together become monotonous. Listen to what is happening. The writing is getting boring. The sound of it drones. It’s like a stuck record. The ear demands some variety. Now listen. I vary the sentence length, and I create music. Music. The writing sings. It has a pleasant rhythm, a lilt, a harmony. I use short sentences. And I use sentences of medium length. And sometimes, when I am certain the reader is rested, I will engage him with a sentence of considerable length, a sentence that burns with energy and builds with all the impetus of a crescendo, the roll of the drums, the crash of the cymbals—sounds that say listen to this, it is important.
Delaying gratification is a process of scheduling the pain and pleasure of life in such a way as to enhance the pleasure by meeting and experiencing the pain first and getting it over with. It is the only decent way to live.
Today’s pick from the archives: this is actually my favorite video I’ve ever done—and I’m not spinning in it at all. When I first got into poi math, it was because my friend Adam Dipert had given me a crash-course in trig and precalculus and their applications for poi spinning. I created this video after reading a book called Euler’s Gem about Euler’s studies of Platonic Solids and the applications this math had for graph theory, topology, and more. After reading the book, I was able to draw a number of parallels between these ideas and how they could be applied to poi. This was the first time I was able to make such inferences completely on my own—it really made me feel like a real mathematician. It really broke my heart when this video failed to catch on…hopefully it’ll find a second life at some point.
Alright, so the math club at my university has a book sale going on and I have to brag about all the cool stuff I found. For math books, I have:
General Topology by John L. Kelley (came highly recommended by my friend Richard)
The Math Behind the Music by Leon Harkleroad
Taxicab Geometry: An Adventure in Non-Euclidean Geometry by Eugene F. Krause
They also had a bunch of fiction books, and I got:
Rebecca by Daphne du Maurier
Tom Jones, Volume I by Henry Fielding
Dr No by Ian Fleming
Coyote Waits by Tony Hillerman
A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man by James Joyce
and a collection of plays by Anton Chekhov
Plus a book about the history of England that was written roughly a hundred years ago. So that should be interesting.
All of these books added up to $20. Yes!
Nothing like a room full of books to make you go “Well shit. I really need to read more!”
Une Bille de Verre | Maxime Le Forestier
This song means a lot to me, and not just because my mother played it in the car all the time. The song is about a father sailing away to see the world, and my grandfather (whom I never met) was a sailor — it’s how he met my grandmother. I took this song very personally, as a letter from my mother as a little girl to her father, because even though his service was over by the time she was born, she had very little time with him. This song is brave and hopeful and wistful — all the things a little girl is when her daddy goes away.
Enjoy, and listen to the original here.
Lilacs - Chava Alberstein
Chava Alberstein & The Klezmatics - Di Goldene Pave
schoolgirls intrigued by the way their shadows create sounds (by picking up radio frequencies according to the size of the shadow)…
Frequency And Volume : Relational Architecture 9.