Now work is the fun part. Remember when I offered to help the calc kiddies during the canceled class time on Friday, yet nobody showed up? Granted, this is an 8:45am class, and personally, I would have used the time to catch up on sleep (which most of them probably did). Today at work, though, I saw about ten of them from Dr. Riddle's two sections of calculus. I had joked in class this morning that everyone must have mastered the problem set because nobody showed up, but everyone flocked to me this afternoon at work. We had the calc table, and I was bouncing from person to person when they asked questions. It gets more interesting. One person asked me what "labeling the diagram" meant in relation to finding the zeros. This little gem came out.
"Oh, it means you just label the zeros," I replied. And then I started singing.
"Here a zero, there a zero,
And another little zero.
Funny zero, fuzzy zero,
Zero Zero Duck!"
And everyone at the table cracked up. Yes, the function s(t) that defines the amount of sanity in me is approaching 0 as t->infinity. (I'm too lazy to look up the infinity code, dear. Deal with it.)
I still have to read for women's studies and unpack the birdcage/oppression analogy since I haven't done that yet. Wow, I'm such a slacker. I also have more to write about, but I'll do that later. Don't you love how the amount of stuff I have in my mind to write about is inversely proportionate to the amount of time I have to write?
Now, for food!