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Large Values of 2

So, in my last post, I asked you to ponder the following question: How many tons do you have when you put two 14-ton dump trucks on the same scale? Now, because of my stunning prescience, I already know your answer: “Wait…a question? What question? THAT question?!? You thoughtI’d actually ponder some question? Bahahahahahahaha…[passes out]”Continue reading “Large Values of 2”

Russian Potato Soup

So last week’s blog began a series of posts dealing with certainty and ended on a cliffhanger*: Is mathematics certain? *OK, considering most of you fell asleep before the end of that post, cliffhanger might be a tad strong. Frankly, that’s a pretty stupid question. Now, some would remark, “Of course, it’s a stupid question.Continue reading “Russian Potato Soup”

Let’s Talk About a Woman’s Age…[slap]

As established in my very first post, the point of this blog is to teach my kids how they can know things with certainty. I’ve defined proof, argued about arguments, failed to convince about the meaning of convince, and wasted four months avoiding discussions of qualified and judges. The problem with speaking about certainty isContinue reading “Let’s Talk About a Woman’s Age…[slap]”

Eating Words is a Weird Diet

So, after reading my last post, an astute reader* remarked to me that it seemed like a big set-up for a discussion about transcendence. Well, the reader wasn’t exactly wrong, because I do plan to talk about transcendence–eventually. *I think that an honest conversation among ourselves would reveal that not a single person on theContinue reading “Eating Words is a Weird Diet”

The Camera Adds a Few Pounds

Do you have any favorite words? I don’t mean something like pizza. I mean, I love pizza, but I don’t necessarily love pizza. You likely responded to that with “Huh?” You certainly responded to that with “Did you take your meds today?”* *It’s even more possible that you asked, “Where on earth have your postsContinue reading “The Camera Adds a Few Pounds”

Let’s Get Ready to…Violate Trademarks!

I really wanted the title of this post to be boxing’s iconic opening: “Let’s get ready to ruuuummmmblllllle!” But somewhere in the deep recesses of my memory—-past the Konami code–past the knowledge that my Dad promised that we’d stop at McDonald’s after the Wednesday evening church service on April 17, 1985…but we never did–even pastContinue reading “Let’s Get Ready to…Violate Trademarks!”