Status Update

Well the semester is boiling down, and here's how things look as it stands:

Topics in Applied Algebra: Assured B or maybe even an A (I got an A on the 2nd midterm combined with 80% on the quizzes and 140/150 points on the MATLAB assignments).

Probability and Statistics: C if I am lucky! I am recovering from the miserable first exam performance and have a firm grasp on most of the important topics.

Numerical Analysis: C+ if I am lucky. I did wonderfully on the homeworks and have a strong understanding of the later materials. All that I need to do is score a C on the final, a cake walk.

Linear Optimization: D/C - depending on Final Performance.

So I ask for wishes of good luck this exam time - I will need it.

Last weekend was very cool. Dan and his brother needed help with a gun match down in East Brunswick - so I spent the day ferrying information around for the NJ State IDPA championship match. The IDPA is the International Defensive Pistol Association. It was a great time and I got a day's worth of food for free (^_^).

This coming weekend is the CCF-All picnic that many people have been looking forward to - I hope the rain holds off.

Yesterday was RutgersFest - which was supremely disappointing from what I hear. So instead of people hanging around there they basically flocked to college ave and made a mess out of everything. Fun fun fun.

My steps STILL aren't fixed. Crash. A car crashed into my steps early in April. Joe is working on it but things are going slow (since there is minor structural damage).

I'm stuck at work til 4 dealing with the idiots from Upward Bound. They have a LOT of nerve. It's not my fault that the people who ran the show last month didn't return the sheet with their login information - don't take it out on me. I wish we could just tell them to bugger off already.

And with that I'll leave you with a song.
Artist: Flogging Molly
Album: Drunken Lullabies
Song: Another Bag of Bricks

---Lyrics Begin---
T'was in the early evenin'
Near the presence of the moon
You told me you would meet me here
Well now is not too soon
This dagger twisting in my back
Tells me I never should
Have trusted everything to fall
From beggar to the fool
I see your face like every race
A serpent with two arms
Devouring me while rains the sun
With dreams in foreign lands
This cold dark tormented hell
Is all I'll ever know
So when you get to heaven
May the devil be the judge
With another bag of bricks

I scratch your name across these walls
And with my blood turns red
Then drips upon my killing floor
Where I now call my bed
No precious light to harbor
Like so many here before
Now breathes a thousand more
With another bag of bricks

Temper filled with blindness
Leads this lost and lonely man
Dragged around your whipping tree
A scourge you can`t command
So ya deafen me with silence
Drown me with your roar
Scowl me with your hollow eyes
Still burnin' to the core
No door will go unanswerd
Like so many closed before
No vagabond to knock upon
This tired and beatin' war
When all return to exile
Free from all once bound
Decline and brawl old parasites
The truth will yet be found
With another bag of bricks

This cold dark tormented hell
Is all I'll ever know
So when you get to heaven
May the devil be the judge

Temper filled with blindness
Leads this lost and lonely man
Dragged around your whipping tree
A scourge you can't command
So deafen me with silence
Drown me with your roar
Scowl me with your hollow eyes
Still burnin' to the core
No door will go unanswerd
Like so many closed before
No vagabond to knock upon
This tired and beatin` war
When all return to exile
Free from all once bound
Decline and brawl old parasites
The truth will yet be found

With another bag of bricks
With another bag of bricks
With another bag of bricks
With another bag of bricks

---- Lyrics End----

-M, punching out.

 

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