Saturday 28 Feb 2015 comment?
Cantor's
diagonal argument is a landmark math proof showing
that there are more real numbers than integers even
though there are infinitely many of either. But a similar argument
can be used to count other things as well, e.g.—
How large is the set of all possible books that could be written using
the English alphabet? If we define
book as a sequence of letters,
spaces, and punctuation characters, and if we require each book to be
of finite length, then there are "only" ℵ
0
possible books (i.e., as many books as there are integers).
That follows from the fact that the books could be listed in sequence
(roughly: sorted by length and by alphabetical order).
But if we drop the restriction that each book must be of finite length,
the set of all possible books is a larger order of infinity:
as many books as there are real numbers. Admittedly, we'd no longer
be talking about books as we know them, as no book goes on forever
(arguably a good thing).
A mathematician's
Tao Te Ching could start with the line
There are
only ℵ0 taos that can be spoken about.
Saturday 21 Feb 2015 comment?

The
NY Times
just
announced a redesign of their Sunday magazine, including "the creation
of an entire suite of typefaces". In case yesterday's posting wasn't
sufficient evidence that I am hopelessly preoccupied with details,
and in case
a posting
from last year didn't evince an alarming obsession with
section signs, I note that the character shown to the right
(from one of the magazine's new typefaces)
is, to my eye, one of the strangest section signs I've ever seen.
That is all.
Friday 20 Feb 2015 1 comment

I've
made more picture frames than any other woodworking project.
They don't require much material, so if I have just a small piece of some
type of wood on hand there's a good chance it will become a picture frame.
Building frames has had the side effect of impelling me to inspect every frame
I encounter. I pause DVDs to look at frames that appear on screen.
While at a friend's house for dinner last month I saw a painting on the wall
that didn't look to be level. I had an immediate urge to rotate it but
I didn't, partly as an exercise in resisting urges and partly because
maybe my friend liked it just the way it was. Later that evening, looking
at the frame from across the room, I saw that it was next to a corner
that wasn't square to the ceiling.
The pic here is a still from a TV show.
It cuts to a shot of three stacks of $100 bills.
I sometimes pause to inspect details in scenes like that
too,
but no I don't have a hobby of printing banknotes.
Wednesday 18 Feb 2015 1 comment

Young jackrabbit
scratching himself
after sundown this evening.
Saturday 07 Feb 2015 1 comment

Water
fell out of the sky this morning.