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Step 1

Don’t buy flowers, candy, champagne or anything like that. It’s a waste of money anyway.

Step 2

Do something cheap like seeing a movie. If you want to let your true chauvinism shine, back out of the movie and opt for HBO.

Step 3

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This was right around the corner from my house at this KTV spot. heh.

This is a really cool problem. If you like math and don’t want it spoiled, take a look at the other post (The Math Problem Post.)

I suppose I better talk about something for a while to fill up a bit of space before revealing the answer… AH YES! Beer last night was GRAND! I, like I promised myself I would do, took a taxi to go out as to reduce likelyness of injury. The grandness of last night was because of a nice group of people, plus the eventual addition of a table of Taiwanese that was sitting behind our group.

One of the guys at that table was a regular that we see often, so that sort of sparked things. Then we got offered some Taiwan Chewing Gum (aka Betel Nut) all of at the table took some and things went… down hill? (the good kind) from there.

Anyhow, I played some drinking games with’m, chatted it up and had a really good time. Then, on the walk home (from the taxi) I got to see a guy knocked the fuck out from drinking too much. I took a movie with you guys in mind. (the movie is being processed by Revver, I’ll put it in a separate post.)

My Solution

OK, this is how I did it. First the photo. Click the photo to see a larger size:
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I was lounging on the couch for a bit today watching CNN and thought to myself “Man, this station really does suck.” I soon drifted into a dream of CNN suckage and was abruptly awoken by gunshots. I was surprised by what I saw. It was a CNN exclusive story about a group calling themselves MEND (Movement for the Emancipation of the Nigerian Delta.)

Basically, it was a bunch of dudes pissed off about companies taking “their” oil. The images were… intriguing.

Something about that story gave me some kind of primordial flashback about how fun it would be running around in a mask, shooting a gun and causing terror. There’s something really inviting about the idea of being a “soldier” to me for some reason.

I ended up reading a bit more about them while looking for those pictures. Turns out this group is a lot more organized than previous problems they had in the region. They have better firepower and have been trained.

Oh, one more random note. There was this really… esoteric scene of them dancing all transed out, shooting their guns in the air, pointing them at the cameras all menacing and stuff.

Here’s a link to the CNN article: [Koinange: Big guns, big oil collide in Nigeria] the video I saw is there in the lower left part of the screen.

I Love Math

I-Ping must have been bragging to a co-worker about how dope my math skills are. This co-worker was like “OK, have him solve THIS problem.”

Problem:

There are 12 balls (bricks, bowls, whatever, it doesn’t matter) that all look exactly the same, but one of them has a different weight (you don’t know if it’s lighter or heavier.) Using one of those scale of justice type scales 3 separate times, how can you find the odd ball?

This problem seemed easy at first, but it ended up taking my about an hour to work out the solution (while I was eating and watching TV at the same time.) I took a picture of my notes, but I won’t post them just yet. You might be able to google the answer, but I didn’t.

This is a very neat problem and if you figure it out yourself, it will be a treat. I guess it might not be for math light weights though. I-Ping’s co-worker said it took him 3 days.

That’s how it starts is a phrase I like to use from time to time. I’m sure it’s been around since the birth of cheese, but I got it from the movie “Training Day.” Alonzo is busting some crack head and says something like “They’ll bend you over in prison” crack head snaps back “Suck my dick bitch,” Alonzo retorts with a light chuckle “That’s how it starts.”

So this kid tries to pull a fast one on me today in class. It actually fooled my co-teacher. Basically, I told all the kids to have their parents sign their books after they’ve done the homework. If they did that, they would have gotten a stamp (4 stamps = 1 sticker WOO HOO! This was in place before I started.) All the kids did as instructed… all but one.

Although childish, innocent and fuuny, the first thing that popped to mind was “That’s how it starts.” Oh, I’m subbing back at my old kindergarten for a few weeks.