Well, hell. I'm getting nowhere with this. If anybody comes around who's familiar with Euler's proof that x^3 + y^3 != z^3 for any integer x,y,z, could you give me a shout or AIM me? My ID is pricklyelf. It's just proving that two numbers are relatively prime, but I can't figure out how to do it. Arrrgh. Feel like a stupidhead.

it is late in the day, but the Happiest of Birthdays to DX!

I found a $20 bill just now walking across campus. But I'm wondering if it's a fake. It's crisp and new and has the Big Head, but on the back in the empty field there are lots of little yellow "20"s floating around. I suspect it's real and looks fake....

Probably. ID features are listed here: [link]

The peach and blue colors are what seem weirdest to me, still.

My dog has a navel.

I'd check my cat for a navel, but I really want to end the day with all ten fingers still attached to my hands.

Well, hell. I'm getting nowhere with this. If anybody comes around who's familiar with Euler's proof that x^3 + y^3 != z^3 for any integer x,y,z, could you give me a shout or AIM me?... It's just proving that two numbers are relatively prime, but I can't figure out how to do it. Arrrgh. Feel like a stupidhead.

BWAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHA!

Stupidhead. Right. "You keep using that word. I do not it means what you think it means."

I read a recent column by a vet in the Globe where she talked about people who came with their pets, all worried because they found six little "bumps" along the undersides. Some people just don't believe their cats are mammals, it seems....

Happy Birthday, DX!

And cheers for Tom helping msbelle.

I'm wiperless. I thought the box in the trunk were spares, but no, just a case of me not throwing the garbage out. So I go to auto store #1. They don't carry wipers (!). Autostore #2 is out of the two lengths of refills I need. But I can buy the whole arm for roughly 3x the price. Um, no. So I grit my teeth and hit Walmart. They only want to sell me arms, and not in the right lengths. The fuck? I mean, my car model is pretty damned common, so I can get the selling out part. But really, it's just nuts. It's a pretty basic and necessary stupid thing. I've got to find something tomorrow, in between the last of my errands and hope it doesn't rain. So annoying.

Now if I can just avoid a repeat of last night (brother called at midnight, kept me up to 2, and I really hope he forgets parts of the conversation because I have no idea how we ended up talking about some stuff we just don't talk about. Ever.) And then I slept like the dead after the morning shot and didn't get up until almost noon. Not the plan, AT ALL.

In the Soviet Union in the '80s, there was a wiper shortage. People would take their wipers with them when they parked their cars to avoid having them stolen.

Um, I'm not sure what the point of this post is....

I should swipe someone's wiper?