BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
Each man is how God made him. Sometimes he's worse.
-- Sancho Panza
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Wednesday, February 21, 2007
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
Maria and I were in the parking lot of Whole Foods when we observed a purse-snatcher grab and run with a purse belonging to a check-out-lady from the store. He took off like a rocket and was very big, say six feet two or so, and 250 lbs. He ran directly across the highway, though traffic.
The check-out-lady was hysterical, I figured she had just been paid.
I gave chase on foot but he was far too fleet for me; Maria caught up to me with the car and we searched for him for about ten minutes on the other side of a highway. By this time two men in a convertible had joined the chase and the lady had gotten into their car, still screaming--and it was at least five minutes after the purse had been stolen.
The other car went one way, but I understood that it wasn't likely that he would run into a suburban neighborhood. Maria drove along the back of the highway, and I searched behind a Shell Station, in the Sports Central parking lot, a Barnes and Noble parking lot, and various other spots that I thought he might have run to or hidden in.
Suddenly he burst out of some brush, having been flushed out by the men from the other car. I was alone with him and saw a large black man, very terrified, and sweating very hard.
I told him to give me the purse and to head for the hills. But he no longer had the purse; a short time later the other men arrived, and the thief, who had, in my mind, become a victim, was threatening to "go crazy." "Give us the purse," I asked again, but he had already dropped it.
By now three carloads of police had arrived.
"Get down on the ground!"
He obeyed quickly, and was down on his belly, but the cops had drawn their pistols, and now ran to him, and kneed him the back. They weren't gentle.
In the meantime, Maria had found the purse, in tact, and returned it to the lady.
I remarked to Maria, that I found it interesting that when I saw the theft occur, I felt sorry for the check-out lady, having assumed that she had just been paid.
But when I saw the cops knee the frightened thief, guns drawn, my sympathies went to the thief.
To make matters still worse, Maria told me that the lady was not a check-out lady, but rather that she had just been getting into her Mercedes.
mek
Maria and I were in the parking lot of Whole Foods when we observed a purse-snatcher grab and run with a purse belonging to a check-out-lady from the store. He took off like a rocket and was very big, say six feet two or so, and 250 lbs. He ran directly across the highway, though traffic.
The check-out-lady was hysterical, I figured she had just been paid.
I gave chase on foot but he was far too fleet for me; Maria caught up to me with the car and we searched for him for about ten minutes on the other side of a highway. By this time two men in a convertible had joined the chase and the lady had gotten into their car, still screaming--and it was at least five minutes after the purse had been stolen.
The other car went one way, but I understood that it wasn't likely that he would run into a suburban neighborhood. Maria drove along the back of the highway, and I searched behind a Shell Station, in the Sports Central parking lot, a Barnes and Noble parking lot, and various other spots that I thought he might have run to or hidden in.
Suddenly he burst out of some brush, having been flushed out by the men from the other car. I was alone with him and saw a large black man, very terrified, and sweating very hard.
I told him to give me the purse and to head for the hills. But he no longer had the purse; a short time later the other men arrived, and the thief, who had, in my mind, become a victim, was threatening to "go crazy." "Give us the purse," I asked again, but he had already dropped it.
By now three carloads of police had arrived.
"Get down on the ground!"
He obeyed quickly, and was down on his belly, but the cops had drawn their pistols, and now ran to him, and kneed him the back. They weren't gentle.
In the meantime, Maria had found the purse, in tact, and returned it to the lady.
I remarked to Maria, that I found it interesting that when I saw the theft occur, I felt sorry for the check-out lady, having assumed that she had just been paid.
But when I saw the cops knee the frightened thief, guns drawn, my sympathies went to the thief.
To make matters still worse, Maria told me that the lady was not a check-out lady, but rather that she had just been getting into her Mercedes.
mek
Wednesday, January 17, 2007
Tuesday, January 09, 2007
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
Ok so what happened was I knew that he was a senior, and the younger brother or cousin or something of a really good wrestler and he was bigger than I was, so I didn't want him to think I was a pushover so right off the whistle I tied up with him and gave him a good head butt, like I usually do, and then a head snap. I could tell that I had accomplished my goal because he made a noise like "ohh." Then I forget what happened I'm pretty sure I shot a bad shot, but at least I'm trying my shots now, and then I let him get behind me. I know that I'm good on bottom and I wanted to see how good he was so I balled up and tried to let him work a move so I could reverse it. He tried unsuccessfully to break me down so I took a couple of scoots forward and hit a decent hip roll but then turned to the legs, which was stupid, and then he turned to his stomach and I was on top. He worked his way up to a base and I put up a mild effort to break him down but I knew that once he was on his feet I would be able to pick him up and throw him back to the ground, which I did. Once he was on the ground I'm pretty sure, although I can't really remember, I ran a half nelson I think he squirmed his way out again, then I got tired of wrestling him so I ran an arm bar, turned him to his back, put my knee to his head, and didn't let him up. At that point he made another one of those noises, "ohhh," after a little while of being on his back and not being able to get out. Once the reff finally declared that he was pinned, I jumped up and while he was still on the ground said " good match" then we walked to the center, we shook hands, again I said "good match," even though it wasn't that great, and the reff raised my hand. We each walked to the opposite coaches' corners and shook their hands. On the way back to our side of the mat, while we were passing, I said "good match" again, at which point he didn't say anything. I think he was a little mad at being pinned by a sophomore but what can I say.
Ok so what happened was I knew that he was a senior, and the younger brother or cousin or something of a really good wrestler and he was bigger than I was, so I didn't want him to think I was a pushover so right off the whistle I tied up with him and gave him a good head butt, like I usually do, and then a head snap. I could tell that I had accomplished my goal because he made a noise like "ohh." Then I forget what happened I'm pretty sure I shot a bad shot, but at least I'm trying my shots now, and then I let him get behind me. I know that I'm good on bottom and I wanted to see how good he was so I balled up and tried to let him work a move so I could reverse it. He tried unsuccessfully to break me down so I took a couple of scoots forward and hit a decent hip roll but then turned to the legs, which was stupid, and then he turned to his stomach and I was on top. He worked his way up to a base and I put up a mild effort to break him down but I knew that once he was on his feet I would be able to pick him up and throw him back to the ground, which I did. Once he was on the ground I'm pretty sure, although I can't really remember, I ran a half nelson I think he squirmed his way out again, then I got tired of wrestling him so I ran an arm bar, turned him to his back, put my knee to his head, and didn't let him up. At that point he made another one of those noises, "ohhh," after a little while of being on his back and not being able to get out. Once the reff finally declared that he was pinned, I jumped up and while he was still on the ground said " good match" then we walked to the center, we shook hands, again I said "good match," even though it wasn't that great, and the reff raised my hand. We each walked to the opposite coaches' corners and shook their hands. On the way back to our side of the mat, while we were passing, I said "good match" again, at which point he didn't say anything. I think he was a little mad at being pinned by a sophomore but what can I say.
Thursday, January 04, 2007
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
Inflation Rate Horace Mann tuition. 1955 ($917)thru 2006 ($30,000).
So? Mathematicians: If you still have your slipsticks, what is the average
> annual HM tuition inflation rate anyway?
Well, the current tool of choice is a spreadsheet...
> $917 in 1955, and $30,000, in 2006?
Inflation rate is generally based on a single step. According to http://inflationdata.com/Inflation/Inflation_Rate/InflationCalculator.asp,
the inflation rate from September, 1955 to September, 2006 was 654.28%.
That would mean that the 2006 tuition should be $6,916.75. Thus HM tuition has risen much faster than inflation -- in fact, the inflation rate for HM tuition alone is 3171.54%.
It is well-known that tuition for tertiary education rises much faster than inflation, so one shouldn't be surprised that the same holds true for secondary education. One reason given for this anomalous rise is that one cannot increase the productivity of educators as fast as one can increase the productivity of workers in other fields. In fact, there are good reasons to assume that the productivity of educators cannot be increased at all, simply due to the nature of education.
But you asked for the AVERAGE ANNUAL HM tuition inflation rate. Although the concept of an average is a bit out of place in this context, we could argue that what you're asking for is a single yearly inflation rate that would increase the $917 to $30,000 over the 51-year period from 1955 to 2006. That's the same as asking for the compound interest rate that would result in a $917 investment in 1955 being worth $30,000 in 2006. The answer is very close to 7.0782%.
This is probably more than you wanted to know, but when you ask a professor a question that's the usual result. Happy New Year!
Inflation Rate Horace Mann tuition. 1955 ($917)thru 2006 ($30,000).
So? Mathematicians: If you still have your slipsticks, what is the average
> annual HM tuition inflation rate anyway?
Well, the current tool of choice is a spreadsheet...
> $917 in 1955, and $30,000, in 2006?
Inflation rate is generally based on a single step. According to http://inflationdata.com/Inflation/Inflation_Rate/InflationCalculator.asp,
the inflation rate from September, 1955 to September, 2006 was 654.28%.
That would mean that the 2006 tuition should be $6,916.75. Thus HM tuition has risen much faster than inflation -- in fact, the inflation rate for HM tuition alone is 3171.54%.
It is well-known that tuition for tertiary education rises much faster than inflation, so one shouldn't be surprised that the same holds true for secondary education. One reason given for this anomalous rise is that one cannot increase the productivity of educators as fast as one can increase the productivity of workers in other fields. In fact, there are good reasons to assume that the productivity of educators cannot be increased at all, simply due to the nature of education.
But you asked for the AVERAGE ANNUAL HM tuition inflation rate. Although the concept of an average is a bit out of place in this context, we could argue that what you're asking for is a single yearly inflation rate that would increase the $917 to $30,000 over the 51-year period from 1955 to 2006. That's the same as asking for the compound interest rate that would result in a $917 investment in 1955 being worth $30,000 in 2006. The answer is very close to 7.0782%.
This is probably more than you wanted to know, but when you ask a professor a question that's the usual result. Happy New Year!
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
Inflation Rate Horace Mann tuition. 1955 ($917)thru 2006 ($30,000).
So? Mathematicians: If you still have your slipsticks, what is the average
> annual HM tuition inflation rate anyway?
Well, the current tool of choice is a spreadsheet...
> $917 in 1955, and $30,000, in 2006?
Inflation rate is generally based on a single step. According to http://inflationdata.com/Inflation/Inflation_Rate/InflationCalculator.asp,
the inflation rate from September, 1955 to September, 2006 was 654.28%.
That would mean that the 2006 tuition should be $6,916.75. Thus HM tuition has risen much faster than inflation -- in fact, the inflation rate for HM tuition alone is 3171.54%.
It is well-known that tuition for tertiary education rises much faster than inflation, so one shouldn't be surprised that the same holds true for secondary education. One reason given for this anomalous rise is that one cannot increase the productivity of educators as fast as one can increase the productivity of workers in other fields. In fact, there are good reasons to assume that the productivity of educators cannot be increased at all, simply due to the nature of education.
But you asked for the AVERAGE ANNUAL HM tuition inflation rate. Although the concept of an average is a bit out of place in this context, we could argue that what you're asking for is a single yearly inflation rate that would increase the $917 to $30,000 over the 51-year period from 1955 to 2006. That's the same as asking for the compound interest rate that would result in a $917 investment in 1955 being worth $30,000 in 2006. The answer is very close to 7.0782%.
This is probably more than you wanted to know, but when you ask a professor a question that's the usual result. Happy New Year!
Inflation Rate Horace Mann tuition. 1955 ($917)thru 2006 ($30,000).
So? Mathematicians: If you still have your slipsticks, what is the average
> annual HM tuition inflation rate anyway?
Well, the current tool of choice is a spreadsheet...
> $917 in 1955, and $30,000, in 2006?
Inflation rate is generally based on a single step. According to http://inflationdata.com/Inflation/Inflation_Rate/InflationCalculator.asp,
the inflation rate from September, 1955 to September, 2006 was 654.28%.
That would mean that the 2006 tuition should be $6,916.75. Thus HM tuition has risen much faster than inflation -- in fact, the inflation rate for HM tuition alone is 3171.54%.
It is well-known that tuition for tertiary education rises much faster than inflation, so one shouldn't be surprised that the same holds true for secondary education. One reason given for this anomalous rise is that one cannot increase the productivity of educators as fast as one can increase the productivity of workers in other fields. In fact, there are good reasons to assume that the productivity of educators cannot be increased at all, simply due to the nature of education.
But you asked for the AVERAGE ANNUAL HM tuition inflation rate. Although the concept of an average is a bit out of place in this context, we could argue that what you're asking for is a single yearly inflation rate that would increase the $917 to $30,000 over the 51-year period from 1955 to 2006. That's the same as asking for the compound interest rate that would result in a $917 investment in 1955 being worth $30,000 in 2006. The answer is very close to 7.0782%.
This is probably more than you wanted to know, but when you ask a professor a question that's the usual result. Happy New Year!
Saturday, December 23, 2006
Monday, December 04, 2006
Tuesday, October 31, 2006
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
.................MUSIC...............
Music creates a pleasure so sensual and abstract, translates into vibrating air a nonlinguistic-nonlanguage whose meanings are forever just beyond reach, suspended tantalizingly at a point where emotion and intellect fuse.
paraphrased from Amsterdam, Ian McEwan
.................MUSIC...............
Music creates a pleasure so sensual and abstract, translates into vibrating air a nonlinguistic-nonlanguage whose meanings are forever just beyond reach, suspended tantalizingly at a point where emotion and intellect fuse.
paraphrased from Amsterdam, Ian McEwan
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
Who lives within a family living fragmented lives, too far, and barriers to communication.
Money has a role on an individual's confidence, social standing and expectations. But it just cannot buy happiness. We have unfulfilled yearning for connectedness.
Understand, do not deny, we live in a state of perpetual decay.
Who lives within a family living fragmented lives, too far, and barriers to communication.
Money has a role on an individual's confidence, social standing and expectations. But it just cannot buy happiness. We have unfulfilled yearning for connectedness.
Understand, do not deny, we live in a state of perpetual decay.
Sunday, October 29, 2006
Saturday, October 21, 2006
BusterStronghart@Gmail.com
"You can't go neither forwards nor backwards in your Daddy's time, nor into your children's if you have them. In yourself right now is all the place you've got. If there was any Fall, look there, if there was any redemption, look there, and if you expect any judgment, look there, because they all three will have to be in your time, and in your body, and where in your body can they be."
"Two things I can't stand. A man who doesn't know what's true, and a man who mocks what is."Flannery O'Conner, Wise Blood.
"You can't go neither forwards nor backwards in your Daddy's time, nor into your children's if you have them. In yourself right now is all the place you've got. If there was any Fall, look there, if there was any redemption, look there, and if you expect any judgment, look there, because they all three will have to be in your time, and in your body, and where in your body can they be."
"Two things I can't stand. A man who doesn't know what's true, and a man who mocks what is."Flannery O'Conner, Wise Blood.
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