Monday, July 07, 2014

Mermaid and Chimpman Rule a World


 


or, "hahagotchabitch"

And they don't care if pools collect chemicals and organisms that are best left outside the human body.  'Cause there is music in them (human bodies) and, like a lonely nucleotide chain hung from a lady's neck, they start to sing once the AMPylation begins.  I am convinced there is a harmony, some Euler's or golden ratio, just something mathematical about that; on hearing a breeze carrying the melody made by the steady bio-mechanical crashing of our non-sinusoidal waves.  What can I say?  I am a man of science.

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Fiction!


Step right up, make it hail in my purple drink cup, and I'll don my turban, big hoops, broomskirt and cristal glass, cinch my waste and put my cleavage out, and you will definitely be entertained to tears.  I'll take a bow at the end, meet your eyes before my horizon, come up smirking, which always sounded to me a lot like besmirched, funny how that is funny.  I might be willing to tell you a story that will have a morale that will convey a message approximating this: having sex all night, more often than not, leads to having sex all day.  Yes, sounds like a good idea.  But how do I circle back for a compelling conclusion?  And how do I insert a math joke ... smoothly?  Oh, right-o.

So the hippies of Colorado legalized what is possibly the worst, most dangerous drug to make commercially available to age-verified adults (if you need help paying for your prescription, AssfuckZeneca might not be able to help.)  Yet when it comes to undertaking other ways of understanding of infinite procedures (which require a surprisingly small number of fairly loose rules) they require that their maths observe a chain LAW?  And not a chain rule?  Get it?

Ahh fk it, it only works if we pretend ourselves to be in a universe where, for some reason, we are needing to compute the nth order derivative of our mutually composite functions.  And, even then, it works IFF that derivative mathematically describes a region in euclidean topology which represents, in this case, the exact image of the love between a mermaid and a chimpman.