Category: Life

Happy All Saints Day

After this I had a vision of a great multitude, which no one could count, from every nation, race, people, and tongue. They stood before the throne and before the Lamb, wearing white robes and holding palm branches in their hands. They cried out in a loud voice:

“Salvation comes from our God, who is seated on the throne and from the Lamb.”

All the angels stood around the throne and around the elders and the four living creatures. The prostrated themselves before the throne and worshiped God, and exclaimed:

“Amen. Blessing and glory, wisdom and thanksgiving, honor, power, and might be to our God forever and ever. Amen.”

Then one of the elders spoke up and said to me, “Who are these wearing white robes, and where did they come from?” I said to him, “My lord, you are the one who knows.” He said to me, “These are the ones who have survived the time of great distress; they have washed their robes and made them white in the blood of the Lamb.

For this reason they stand before God’s throne and worship him day and night in his temple; the one who sits on the throne will shelter them. They will not hunger or thirst anymore, nor will the sun or any heat strike them.

For the Lamb who is in the center of the throne will shepherd them and lead them to springs of life-giving water, and God will wipe away every tear from their eyes.”¹

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Another Triumph of Marketing over Common Sense

I’m not talking about Apple…yet.

Instead, I’d like to introduce you to Rob’s Integrated Razor Blade Theorem, which states:

Let (M) be m-dimensional consumer utility with impulse radius imp(M). Let vol denote the volume form on M and let  X denote the volume of the standard m-dimensional utility. Then

vol(M) =  X (imp(M))

                     B    ,

with equality, if and only if, (M) is isometric to the m-sphere Sm with its usual round metric.

Or, in layman’s terms, the more utilitarian an object, the fewer ways there are to get you to buy it. The classic illustration of this theorem—which, if I may digress for a moment to boast, is now taught in all the best business schools—is the eponymous example as presented in my scholarly paper to the Nobel Prize committee.

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The Painted Post

Hey y’all, go check out my new friend Kelly’s blog, The Painted Post. You can also find the link in the sidebar.

From her homepage:

There’s a little something on our farm for everyone in my family. I raise goats and love to fantasize that I am a “real farm wife”. You know, one that can milk a cow with one hand tied behind her back or washes sheets on an old washboard in the backyard while the lids on the last batch of canned tomatoes rattle on the stovetop.

Just because I grew up in the heart of Chicago and I don’t have a lick of real farm common sense, doesn’t mean I’m not a farm girl through and through. I have the necessary flock of laying hens (my girls), my own barn, and a lot of imagination.

The truth be told, we are a large hobby farm. Over the years we’ve raised three children on this farm and now, with more time on our hands, my husband and I concentrate on wildlife conservation, getting muddy, and having picnic lunches on a blanket on the ground.

We actually have “real” jobs, but if you define a job as something that gives you pleasure and satisfaction, then farming is our real job.

Pay her a visit. I’m sure you’ll leave with a smile on your face!

 

Never Again

Wow! Two in one week! As if playing that other school’s fight song weren’t bad enough, I am now going to quote <deep breath> Hillary Clinton.

Speaking in an interview with Marie Claire magazine recently, [And NO, I don’t read Marie Claire! –R] Mrs. Clinton stated the following:

I can’t stand whining. I can’t stand the kind of paralysis that some people fall into because they’re not happy with the choices they’ve made. You live in a time when there are endless choices. … Money certainly helps, and having that kind of financial privilege goes a long way, but you don’t even have to have money for it. But you have to work on yourself. … Do something!

 

This will probably never happen again, but I gotta say I agree with Hillary.

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