Happy Monday! Happy thoughts! Probability + Psychology = Absurdity. An option with known odds is preferred over one filled with uncertainty. What or who is behind door number 2?

This mixture of psychology and mathematics seemed like a good idea - in my head. Oh well. Oil and water. You learn. Sorry, Claude Shannon. I do use information theory and NLP on a daily basis.

Ironically, since I am officially ancient - I still have a couple primitive amalgam fillings in me somewhere. That effectively doubles my net worth. Hooray for me.

My two worlds, analytics and creativity, do not play well together. If I focus on one, the other is disrupted. I prefer the latter, but I sold my soul to the former. Anyone care to buy it back for me?

These are the kind of thoughts I have when I work late and get too little sleep. If you get over the math that says we shouldn't exist - you're still stuck with the math that proves there is no point. Yay, math.

I am on a quest to acquire 1970s vintage, Nikon AI prime lenses. Why? You either get it. Or you don't. But then? I wondered how that would play out in the REAL world. Turns out - not well. Not well at all.

This post was scheduled. Why? Because I wish this to be the ironic way for HBM to end if I met my demise on the way to/from the appointment for my second dose of vaccine during a global pandemic. Wish me ... luck!

To avoid bad luck. Some broken legs. Or. Having to ask what is in the box. A simple riddle can be solved. One or Zero? True or False? Yes or No? THIS … is very basic math.

1990. My Calculus professor asked me to help “edit” a rough draft of a textbook by Thomas P. Dick and Charles M. Patton from Oregon State for the National Science Foundation. I never got so many “wrong” answers. The pages? Actual scans.