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Hi all my smart Livejournalers/dreamwidthers. There is a debate over on The Escapist forums about this equation:

48/2(9+3)

The answer I got for this was 288--along with 56% of the answering population.
The other 44% got 2 as an answer.

Much heated discussion of PEMDAS/BOMDAS has followed.

I read the equation like so:
48/2(9+3)
48/2*12
then since division and multiplication are equal in precedance:
24*12
288

But others are reading the entire 2(9+3) as the denominator of a fraction with 48 as the numerator getting this:
48/2(9+3)
48/2*12
48/24
2

I'd thought I ask my very intelligent and math savvy people on my journal what your take on this math problem is. What say you all?

Here is the thread if you want to read some of it. It goes on 14 pages.
http://www.escapistmagazine.com/forums/read/18.275879-Poll-What-is-the-answer-to-48-2-9-3?page=1
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Hey all, a little indie company makes some very non-normative video games that some folks are calling art. They are having a bundle sale of three of them, including "The Path"--pay what you want!

http://tale-of-tales.com/DoD/
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This GM is killing me. I pay a gazillion points for lots of Wealth and Status. Status 3, Filthy Rich, Independent Income 18...so I can be an adventuring noble without having to worry about losing my status.

Now, being Status 3 comes with a bunch of stuff. Our GM enforces that you can only spend 20% of your starting wealth on adventuring gear, because the other 80% goes to all that other stuff. Fine. But every time I ask if some big ticket item falls under my 80%, he says no. And it is all about horses and transportation.

Me: So, I'm a knightly noble. My warhorse would count as my 80%, right?
GM: No, you have to pay for it out of your 20%.
Me: But is says here I have multiple horses.
GM: Not warhorses.
Me: Okay...well, I'm Filthy Rich so I can afford to buy one...

In the interim he decides that Heavy Warhorses should cost $10,000 rather than the already really expensive $3750. So I ask:

Me: Those horses are really expensive. Most Knights are Wealthy not Very Wealthy or Filthy Rich...how in the world would they be able to afford a horse at those prices?
GM: They'd take them as Allies.
Me: (thinking) *But in the real world people can't take a horse as an ally, they have to buy them*
Me: (out loud) I see.

Then it turns out that we have too much gear for this two month journey we are going on (we have to take a lot of feed and hay, etc). So I say.

Me: We should probably take a wagon drawn by draft horses.
GM: The church doesn't have any wagons.
Me: Well, a wagon should definitely be part of my 80% considering in modern times you get multiples cars, etc. And a noble would need a wagon to transport goods. Chariot to travel, etc.
GM: No. Wagons aren't included in household amounts. Nobles don't need wagons.
Me: Okay, well, then I'll buy a wagon, and borrow two draft horses from the church.
GM: The church doesn't have draft horses.
Me: Okay, well, by your description I have multiple horses that come from my status, though none of them can be war horses. Surely two of them can be draft horses.
GM: No. They are all saddle horses.
Me: I see.

So now I'm going to have to rearrange my gear to get enough money to buy draft horses as well. I think especially because this doesn't make any sense to me as a GM.

Also when I asked if the concept of a rich dilettante was okay, he approved it. I told him, if he didn't want me playing a rich dilettante just say and I'd make an average status person. But he said it was fine. Then he said...

GM: Except, if you have money why would you adventure?
Me: You adventure because you love adventure...and because can afford to run around righting wrongs and not have to worry about paying rent.

He was fine with it. But now...I wonder if I'm getting anything at all from that 80%.

Also, I have a huge cost of living...which is no big deal...$12,000 a month. But I learned recently that we all have to pay about 25% taxes on all income on top of our cost of living (27% for my character)...so I have an actual monthly cost of living of $17,000...which is why I have to have an independent income of $18,000 and be Filthy Rich...just to afford to live as a Status 3 person.

I really don't know how knights errant are supposed to work in his take on Banestorm.

But whatever.
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Hey everyone.

Just to let you know that I've opened up a dreamwidth account. So if you are on dreamwidth, add me--trooper6...same name!
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I conservative professor of history and international relations makes an argument for why conservatives should vote for Obama.

If more conservatives were like this guy rather than W....well...I'd be a lot more charitable towards the Republican party.

http://www.amconmag.com/2008/2008_03_24/article.html
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So, someone forwarded a link to an LJ community post with pictures of the folks running for president when they were young and hot. Thought I'd post it along.

http://community.livejournal.com/ontd_political/245074.html
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I love this song so much.

My shoulder still hurts a bit...but it is a lot better than before where I didn't even want to move it...and sleeping was not so easy.
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It is 5:30am...I'm awake because I can't fall asleep because I jacked up my shoulder last night while sleeping. I took two aspirin and hope that they will kick in soon.

Anyway...here is a very emotional commentary about the Clinton/Ferraro hubbub by Keith Olbermann

http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/21134540/vp/23601329#23601329

Hm....

Mar. 7th, 2008 01:11 pm
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So...Robert Downey Jr. is playing a black man in an upcoming comedy.

http://www.idontlikeyouinthatway.com/2008/03/robert-downey-jr-is-black.html

Commentary from the peanut gallery?
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All of these are games I'd like to run--

French Resistance (using GURPS). In Paris. Gritty and paranoid.

Hard Boiled Noir (using GURPS). I'm thinking after the great crash, but before the repeal of prohibition. So 1930. Maybe Los Angeles...maybe New York.

Unknown Armies. This one is tough, because I love the cosmology and I'm intrigued by the ruleset....I'm just a bit unclear on structuring a workable campaign. But I certainly want to try.

Banestorm in Caithness. Here I'm interested in exploring rights and responsibilities and politics in a fantasy world. So having all the PCs be nobles/knights...and/or all be members of the same court. Not the generally lawless flavor of D&D.

I'm currently running Traveller. I'd like to transition that game into one where the players have complete control over where they want to go and what they want to do. It is possible that once the ship makes it to their planned destination, that could happen...all it would really take is getting rid of the NPC ship's captain. The only problem is that it seems like the party might pull completely apart due to infighting without the presence of the NPC Captain to make them play nice.
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This weekend I was in a house with cats...and it caught up with me today. I went to bed at 4pm and woke up at 10pm...now I'm going to get some food then turn in again.

Looking forward to Tuesday being the day of being awake and not sleepy...cuz I need work on the diss to happen.
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I got this from the LJ of evildoctorganymede on my friends list.

Turns out the Channel Island of Sark is finally going to transition to Democracy after 450 years of feudalism. Reading between the lines, it further looks like the government is only doing so because of pressure from the EU.

http://news.bbc.co.uk/2/hi/europe/guernsey/7258214.stm
http://www.sark.info/index.cfm?fuseaction=gov.content&cmid=552

This further supports my idea that you can have any sort of governmental system and make it work if your population is small enough.
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Of course! I'm the one who crashed the car, and I'm the one who was at fault. Additionally, if I could afford it, I'd pay the whole bill so their insurance wouldn't go up. If I couldn't afford to pay the whole bill at once (I am still a student), I'd try to work out some sort of payment plan.

But...this is why I don't like driving other people's cars.
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I've been procrastinating.

But my procrastination has taken the form of reading hard boiled crime novels. And my advisor approves of reading...so that's somewhat good.

The down side? Now I want to write my dissertation as if it were a hard-boiled crime novel.

The notes of the song moved like silk over skin. The singer's voice made me feel Iike I'd come home to a warm bath. But it was 1935 in Berlin and there was something in the air that was more rotten then the murder of Little Joey D'Amato a few years back. The goons running the government didn't like smooth sharps like these guys. They wanted tough palookas who they could count on to bust a few heads. Wars were coming and they wanted soldiers in a master race. These singers were masterful, they knew how to take up space on a stage...but they weren't pugs, and they weren't all Aryan supermen. They dressed too nice. Silk shirts, maybe some cologne. They'd probably had a manicure recently and every hair was in place. They were smooth alright. All the dames went for them. And why wouldn't they, they sang like angels. Guys like these were the talk of the town ten years earlier. Women would gaze at their faces lovingly as they stared back from the cover of a cheap illustrated magazine. They'd be swilling champagne in one of the many cabarets that lined the streets around the Gedächtniskirche. The shadow of the old church joining the shadows of the men in top hats and monocles and the women with page boy hair cuts and tuxedo jackets. Berlin was a kingdom of pleasure back in the 20s and these New Men and New Women were the royalty. But it was the 30s now and people who'd seen the writing on the walls had left for the streets of Paris or the glittering dream factory of Hollywood two years ago. But not these guys. These, Comedian Harmonists, as they called themselves.

I pulled out a crumpled cigarette and looked at. I didn't smoke and I didn't have any hard liquor at hand. So I just leaned back in my chair and played the song again. In English we called it "Falling in Love Again," but in German it didn't quite work out that way. I glanced over the sheet music. The notes seemed to mock me. They were holding some secret. Some secret I had to pull out into the light. There had to be something I could put on the page in a cold transcription to please the bosses who thought that only musical notation proved you were a real Musicologist. I sighed and wished I'd had a gimlet right about then. Maybe the secrets really were buried mainly in the rough husky voice of Marlene, or the smooth too knowing vocals of the band. The sounds of their vocals coming out of my computer speakers mixed with the sounds of the traffic driving by little apartment in the City of Angels. I turned a black ball point pen over in my fingers, ready to write down any answers that slapped me in the face, or even just gave me a wink. But no answers were interested in what I was selling that day. I only had five more days to come up with something on paper before I had to see the large, bearded man they called M2. He was imposing and knew more than anyone I'd met...except perhaps the Goddess...even then, I wouldn't want to bet who'd come out on top of a trivia contest. He expected 14 pages on Wednesday. And I'd better deliver. I needed to crank them out. But not tonight. And probably not tomorrow morning.

[livejournal.com profile] complainr needed a letter. Some senators had come around asking about her. About her character. She'd always been square with me, and I was about to be square with her. She sang for me in little cabaret, and now I was about to sing for her...but this time in the form of a letter to the Academic Senate. And I'd make it a good one.

I'd hope it was enough. But I couldn't think much about that either. I had to meet some guys about a deal.

Voting

Feb. 5th, 2008 01:26 pm
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I'm off to vote for Obama. My Dad voted absentee for Edwards, and my sister, so angered by Edwards's exit from the race is refusing to vote at all.

*crosses fingers for Obama*

Then I'm going to the IHOP to work on my dissertation.

*crosses fingers for dissertation*
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So...yesterday I woke up with a headache, feeling really tired after sleeping way later than normal, and a bit nauseated. So...I was convinced that there was some sort of gas leak in my house. So I called the PG&E...um...I mean SoCal Gas..and they came to my house and completely checked it out. With special sensors and everything. The word was...no gas leak. They even used this special sensor that would have picked up gas residue even if the gas was now gone. And nothing was picked up. So clearly, I was just a being paranoid and crazy. Of course, it sort of messed up Sunday as a day for getting work done.

So I get home after working at the IHOP all night--I walk in...and I think I smell gas. I check all the burners, and nothing is out...there can be no gas leak...but I'm still all paranoid about it. So, I'm going to go to bed and set my alarm for early...if I wake up with a headache...I'm going to sort of freak out.

Well, I did lots of writing on the diss today (and replaced the Speedo cable on my motorbike)...but it seems like I didn't get much done...though I did...though not as much as I wanted to. I think the problem is that I'm revising what I've already written...but that revising involves writing lots of new pages. So it seems like I've done nothing new since I'm revising...though I really have since I'm expanding like crazy. But I go into a little bit of a panic every time I have to write the phrase "In this chapter I will..." because I don't know if I should be writing that, or "in this section I will" or "In this dissertation I will..." There are elements of the diss (like various introductory elements) that I don't know where to place since I'm not exactly sure what this freaking thing is. I'm at 46 or so pages and I'm still not even into the music yet--and I'm at 46+ pages and I've only finished revising the first 7 pages of what I've already written...expending those 7 pages to about 13. 20 more pages of revision to do...how big will it be when I've finished the revisions of that opening section?!...and I want to get it done by Wednesday AM so I can have something decent to hand to my advisor before our 5pm meeting that day. I do think the revisions are making it better than before...including emphasizing my placement within feminist scholarship (which is important to me since I'm working on masculinity and male subjectivity and such work tends to be either informed by feminism and pretty cool....or really not informed by feminism and pretty gross)...but I'm sure I'll want to further retune it after a night of sleep. Bah! But it is time to head off to bed...so there's that.
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So, it is the new year.

And I'm sick. I have a cold. How does one get a cold when one hasn't left the house? Really...who knows? Anyway, I'm sick. So off I went to the store today to get some cold medicine. Airborne and Zicam...take my illness away. I have work to get to work on.

In my sickness, I finished watching the first season of Torchwood...which I really liked...though I wouldn't have been so fast to forgive Owen. And I've played quite a bit of Assassin's Creed. A good solid B+ title. It does get a bit repetitive...and the beggars and drunk people get really, really annoying.

Thoughts on comic books and superheroes )
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So one of the whole points of the Live Journal is to help you guilt yourself into doing work by making down what you have (or haven't done). So I've decided to keep tabs on my dissertation progress.

Productivity )

In other news, I got the DVDs for the third season of Veronica Mars and they had a 10minute pitch for season 4 (Veronica Mars, first year FBI)--and it looked awesome, too bad CW cancelled the show.
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So, I watched Sweeney Todd last night.

It was pretty good.

Here there be spoilers )

So, B...or B+ with grade inflation

Mad Update

Dec. 10th, 2007 01:36 am
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So I've not posted for a while. And a lot of stuff has happened in the meantime. And it would be crazy to go into it all. And I should be sleeping.

But. The rundown.

I went up to Northern California for my sister's wedding and she was beautiful. While there I got into my first car accident ever...and my car was totalled...so now I have no car. But no worries, no one was hurt. So now I'm all motorcycle all the time. Which is interesting. Well, it was until the rain started. Grr...and the hail I experienced driving both to and from San Diego yesterday...though I suppose is was more frozen rain. As a side note, I now go to the boxing gym in gym shorts and chaps. It amuses people.

While up in NorCal I read an awesome crime novel...now I want more.

I presented part of my first dissertation chapter in Diss Seminar...it was well received. But, I realized I have to do some major restructuring of the project...and my advisor wants to see the chapter on the 17th...and that is stressing me out.

I need to clean my house, do laundry, buy groceries and all of that. And write, write like the wind. Thinking about being on the job market and the craziness of the department, and all that...stressful.

But what makes it all better? One of the most hilarious things ever. This makes me laugh over and over and over. If you want that sort of insight into me, here you are.



You are not a scientist from the future...like I AM.
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