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Yesterday

September 11, 2012

I was suffering from some completely bizarre 24-hour flu yesterday, which is why I didn’t post as usual. The symptoms were weird:

What I didn’t do yesterday

  • I didn’t sleep at all.
  • That is to say, after my Datadive presentation shorty before noon Sunday, and after my Occupy group met Sheila Bair Sunday evening, I came home and stayed awake until I went to bed Monday night.
  • So, in particular, being awake already for 24 hours by then, I didn’t write a post about whether pruning does or does not actually mitigate future disastrous events like falling trees. I owe you that post.
  • I also didn’t blog about Sheila Bair. Will do soon.
  • I also didn’t share my friend’s Chicago public school take on value-added testing for teachers. Stay tuned.
  • Also I wanted to tell you guys about this amazing book I’m reading called Sh*tty Mom, which I didn’t do. Consider yourself told. Read immediately, even if you’re not a parent, because this will explain why your parent friends are so insane and annoying.
  • I also didn’t read or write any emails, related to the fact that I was feeling like it was still about midnight for the entire day and I was wondering why people kept sending me emails in the middle of the night.

What I did yesterday

  • I watched the pilot episode of Downton Abbey.
  • Then I watched a few more.
  • Then I finished the first season.
  • Then I got my kids up, sent them or brought them to school and then came back home. Glad I did this because it meant I had to actually get dressed.
  • Then I watched the second season. That’s an unbelievable amount of vegging out, an enormous investment. The kiss scene made it all worth it.
  • For some reason, I also made a turkey dinner with mashed potatoes, gravy, and apple cider. No stuffing, that would have been overkill for September. Plus I couldn’t find fresh cranberries.
  • Finally, and maybe it’s the turkey that did it, I felt tired, and after my 10-year-old helped me put my 3-year-old to bed, my 10-year-old then tucked me in at 7:30 last night.

I woke up feeling great! I’m back, baby!

Categories: musing
  1. mathematrucker
    September 11, 2012 at 8:56 am

    Glad to hear you’re well now! I’m still a newbie here but not so much that I didn’t find myself asking yesterday, “Hmmm why wasn’t there a mathbabe entry today?” The explanation “Cathy may be ill” did come to mind, but given my limited data set, it was only a guess.

    Though probably most of us, like me, don’t know you personally, receiving your blog entries in our inboxes every morning makes it feel like we do. The situation is somewhat akin to when your professor is ill and misses a lecture. But the setting there doesn’t call for everyone to go up and individually give the professor their thoughts. There might instead be some opportunity to participate in an applause, or some similar group action, after the professor finishes describing why she was gone and declares her wellness.

    Here there is no such group action possible. Any communicative response at all is pretty much confined to these individual, written replies. Which is fine – I applaud it – and reiterate: I’m really glad you’re back!

  2. September 11, 2012 at 1:34 pm

    Happy to hear your doing well and welcome back.
    PLEASE (yes,caps but so important) what did Sheila Blair have to say.
    OMG if only OWS were to be a third party (new name- Occupy America).
    Perhaps an end to the American Nightmare voting for Sheila Blair and Brooksley Born
    for Pres. and VP

  3. Polytrope wants a cracker
    September 11, 2012 at 1:41 pm

    Very nice to have chatted with you Friday night, possibly you remember me as I was the astronomy guy. Glad you are better.

  4. September 11, 2012 at 5:11 pm

    I figured she was checking the proof of the abc conjecture;)

    http://www.nature.com/news/proof-claimed-for-deep-connection-between-primes-1.11378

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