Credo
"Sign on, young man, and sail with me. The stature of our homeland is no more than the measure of ourselves. Our job is to keep her free. Our will is to keep the torch of freedom burning for all. To this solemn purpose we call on the young, the brave, the strong, and the free. Heed my call, Come to the sea. Come Sail with me." -- John Paul Jones
"Pardon him, Theodotus; he is a barbarian, and thinks that the customs of his tribe and island are the laws of nature" --George Bernard Shaw, "Caesar and Cleopatra"
"And those who were seen dancing were thought to be insane by those who could not hear the music."--Friedrich Nietzsche
"A kind Providence has placed in our breasts a hatred of the unjust and cruel, in order that we may preserve ourselves from cruelty and injustice. They who bear cruelty, are accomplices in it. The pretended gentleness which excludes that charitable rancour, produces an indifference which is half an approbation. They never will love where they ought to love, who do not hate where they ought to hate."--Edmund Burke
“You say that it is your custom to burn widows. Very well. We also have a custom: when men burn a woman alive, we tie a rope around their necks and we hang them. Build your funeral pyre; beside it, my carpenters will build a gallows. You may follow your custom. And then we will follow ours.”--General Sir Charles Napier
"Μολὼν λαβέ" -- Leonidas
"Blogito Ergo Sum" -- Neptunus Lex
Clear as mud.
But then again, I’m just a simple musician.
Thought you were supposed to be done with the stats class by now…
You thought right. Which doesn’t by itself, you know: Make it true.
Feh.
Ow Ow Ow.
I remember that pain. Never could figure out what it had to do with fish, though.
Awww, poor Lex.
It’s even less fun when you’re still doing a miserable project after the date that was to mark your freedom from it. Yuck!
*sending coffee and cookies to help*
Keep on plowing through it!
Enjoy.
“Poisson process” ?
Is that a French cooking thing?
Some things must be memorized and discarded upon completion of the painfull..like those inane facts you had to memorize at boat school.
B2
“…she walks, she talks, she’s full of chalk…”
“Sir, sir is a subserviant word surviving from the surly days in old Serbia, where certain serfs, to ignorant to remember their lord’s names, but too servile to blaspheme them, circumvented the situation by surrogating the subserviant word “sir” by which I now belatedly address a certain senior cirriped who correctly surmised that I was syrupy enough to say ‘Sir’ after every word I said, Sir.”
Ack, spfft! baby.
Sadly the math gene skipped me and was installed in my daughter. I had to go to Mathworld for a translation. It didn’t help when I saw hilighted words such as: exponential polynomial, skewness, and kurtosis. I’ll bet those Sudoku puzzles look pretty good by comparison. Heading to the Advil now.
Stats… isn’t that just another way to lie with numerical support?
Heh..well when test time comes..just remember
“When in doubt Charlie out”. At least on multiple choice!
…and that, folks, is exactly why I deal with REAL numbers, and not the pull-em-out-of-your-ass ones.
Do you mean to tell me the negative square root of pie divided by negative infinity isn’t real?!?!?!
Dan,
Isn’t that like saying “Punch Buggy- No Punch Backs…. INFINITY!”
It just neeeeever works.
Thank Goodness this wasn’t in vogue when we learned how to go to the Moon.
Not being a military brat (just a plain brat), I had to google that quote about “sir” (googled “a certain senior cirriped”). I found only two references. One was was… ahem… …
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One was… ahem… particularly interesting.
Still not working. Hmmm, I think someone’s trying to tell me something.
Okay, I give up. Wouldn’t want to be accused of corrupting a bunch of military men, ya know…
‘cos that would be hard to do.
Hard. Heh.
*rolling eyes* Men.
Or in this case… immature teenage boys.
That’s excellent, skipper… Now, tell us about milk…
The memory. It’s the second thing to go. And anyways, I never was much of a plebe.
Believe that or don’t.
O I’ve got Reef Points right here with me, but let’s see what I can do:
“Sir she walks, she talks, she’s full of chalk. The lacteal fluid of the female of the bovine species is highly prolific to the 2010th degree, sir!”
Reef Points, is it? Good lad, yourself Dan!
you squids even stole OUR chalk talk??
(and is that a crass mass of brass and class you’re wearing?)
What? It’s perfectly understandable to me?
Yes sir! A bunch of plebes told me to buy a copy while I was there and to start getting some basic stuff down. One of the other Navy students I’m with and I set up a workout routine with each other and on Sundays, instead of working out, we’re gonna spend and hour memorizing different things of Reef Points. Just gotta make sure not to bilge anyone come June!
Anyway, working out starts tomorrow, 6:15 AM for some a mile and a half run and some pushups and situps!
thats “extracted from the female of the bovine species” by the way. I find the Reef Point phrases rather entertaining. Especially the one regarding chronometers…