Yesterday I brought dishonor to my family by admitting that I deny a certain elementary “fact” about math and then trying to find evidence from the IEEE to support my claim. You see I come from a family that includes more than one PhD in Applied Mathematics* and a past president of the National IEEE. So I am the shameful family secret, the offspring they’d like to hide in the basement with the canned peaches and Christmas ornaments. I really should just remove the post altogether, but the comments are just too good to lose to the ether.
So I will marinate in my shame a bit longer.
Though a dimwit, I did learn one thing: I shall never speak of mathematics again. Instead I shall speak of writing! Tonight is the weekly meeting of my critique group, the Lithia Writers Collective, and I have pledged to have the revision of my work in progress finished by tonight. This means about 3,000 new words and about 80 pages of line edits. I love a deadline. So off I go!
* These are their real dissertation topics: “A Comparative Analysis of Methods for Sampling Stationary Stochastic Processes” and “Seismic Velocity Estimation from Time Migration”
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