Fine. But I'm going to plot them in pretty colors, all purples and pinks and nice shades of crimson, so it's your loss. And then I'm going to Rorschach them (and check the spelling of "Rorschach") and you wouldn't know what I'm talking about. So there.

If the end product can look like Rorschach blots, then hey, I could handle those graphs, easy. But I suspect that's not what you mean.

you wouldn't know what I'm talking about.

Well, you got that right.

So I'm covered in henna, and yet I still don't want to do my homework! Shocking, isn't it?

I'm trying to cover myself in imaginary not-mine laundry in order to avoid my work. At least your henna is real.

I'm sure my graphs would be right up to your standards.

My standards: pretty, in a nice color, and can be Rorshached funnily on 3am. My PhD's supervisor's standards have stuff like meaning and correct values and fits and the like, but we're not talking about him now, right?

the end product can look like Rorschach blots

It depends on how many plots I put on the one graph. Some of it may look like blots, some of it like a line that may look like certain shapes. I think I told once about my friend, who diffrentiated between the [Edit: plotted] results of two types of experiments by "this is a butt with two cheeks, this is a butt with three"?

I think I told once about my friend, who difrentiated between the results of two types of experiments by "this is a butt with two cheeks, this is a butt with three"?

Did your friend use the phrase, "And now for something completely different..."?

</Monty Python reference>>

Did your friend use the phrase, "And now for something completely different..."?

Hmm, not that I can remember.

t Insert appropriate Monty Python reference here, as well

My standards: pretty, in a nice color, and can be Rorshached funnily on 3am.

I can totally do that!! Stupid PhD supervisor.

I can totally do that!!

Yay! t /throws yet-unfolded laundry in the air in celebration

Stupid PhD supervisor.

Well, in the name of the truth, I have to say that he's not stupid. Extremely far from stupid. He just, well, doesn't evaluate the well-colored nicely-Rorshached elements of graphs the way we do. Of course, his way gets publications and lectures and grants' money for research, so he has a strong case, too.

Oh, did I ever tell you about the lecturer in the conference in which each speaker got to have only 5 minutes to speak, and no instruments for showing any sort of graphs? He really wanted to present a certain graph, he managed to work out how to do it in the short time of the lecture, but the organizers refused to provide the equipment. So his wife knitted him a sweater with the graph as a sample, on all of the front, and he used that when he spoke.

Well, if you think of it, let me know.

and broke out the big guns: a can of tuna catfood. Which she devoured.

Well, you certainly taught that cat a lesson she won't soon forget.

Well, if you think of it, let me know.

Of course. Silly and useless sieve that I call brain.

yay - we had a bunch of people for the hose concert last night and some Ideas on how to make the next one better.yay. the 'down' side of the house concert. I had to apple cake and deb's cinnamon cake for lunch.

I still need to put the house back to gether - but a house concert is less stressful than a party. I think because the entertainment is there.