Math Miracle

If I had to list my least favorite things they would go something like: not knowing how to solve a problem, waiting for something I really want, being bored and people eating with their mouthes open. I could go on for pages and pages but I will just focus on not knowing how to do something. Anyone who has attempted to solve a complex physics, engineering or math problem can attest that it is really frustrating to stare at a problem and have no idea where to start. I know all the tricks to jump start your mind. Write down everything you know about the problem. Check. Review your notes and relevant chapters in your text. Check. Do something else for a few minutes like writing a blog entire. In the process. If I wasn't such a social misfit I could call a friend from class. Alas I have none. My professor is unavailable; so I will have to have faith in a miracle, a math miracle. My faith is weak however because the homework is due tomorrow and I was/am lazy.

Jazz and AK

If you are a Jazz fan and haven't heard AK has demanded that he be traded. The problem is that the had tried for about a year to get any sort of value for AK. I am sort of torn because I like AK but on the court most of what he does can be replaced by Harpring, Millsap and Brewer. Some of the shotblocking can't be replaced as well as the passing and ball handling. But as long as AK is whining nothing is going to improve.

Tradewise AK is a fit for Toronto, Golden State, Dallas, Phoenix and Memphis. Dallas has enough trade assests but I like Toronto trades for these two reasons-Rasho Nesterovic and Anthony Parker. We get an expiring deal for Nesterovic and a starting 2 guard. Parker's deal ends this year as well but at least we are improving our teams chemistry.

Stories that write themselves

I have been trying to write a book for more then 6 months. I have scrapped two book ideas and started my current idea 4 times. But on the 5th try it just felt right. I had developed enough characters, I had found the right time to introduce those characters and the words just flowed out of me. But writing is an ever changing mistress. What I thought the story was going to be changes subtly every time I sit in front of my laptop and characters I never considered just appeared for me. I still have to polish them up. But now that they spawned I can't consider not having them.

Though starting school again and finding a wonderful girl has slowed me down the feeling of the story synthesizing itself inside of my head won't leave me alone. I need to find time to get vision of my mind out in print. Who knows I might even make some money doing it as well as maintain my sanity.