In addition to being the first thread of 2011, this also appears to be thread number 11,000. Coincidence? I THINK NOT.
Actually not quite the first thread of 2011 by the screwy timestamps, but the first in the time zone of the poster and most of the readers.
Twenty eleven sounds exactly like the kind of number with which your children will delight you, especially when they want to express numerically "a whole lot". Twenty eleven million hundred seventeen googolplex three.
I spent five of the last 24 hours of the year driving to a tiny town called Drain to pick up two brand-spanking-new Hungarian oak 100-liter barrels, and am now evaluating Hungarian oak via a bottle of Cabernet Sauvignon acquired in the deal. Promising! Happy New Year.
You know what? I, too, resolve to not have a baby this year.
And yet another all-time high number of recorded years is achieved. If current trends continue, we can expect to break our own record this time next year.
Twenty ten sounded like a made up number, too. Twenty eight, twenty nine, twenty ten.
BTW, when was it decided that the years of this century were going to be called "twenty-nn"? For the first few years you heard "Two thousand-nn" and "Two oh/zero-nn" just as often if not more, but at some point the "twenty" seems to have won out decisively, and I didn't notice it happen.
It's parallel to previous ("nineteen"-X) and "two-thousand"-X takes a while to say. I think we would have done it for the past decade too if it didn't sound weird to say "twenty-oh"-X.
I think we would have done it for the past decade too if it didn't sound weird to say "twenty-oh"-X.
Does it? Nobody has/had any problems with nineteen-oh-X. Or Eighteen-oh-X, for that matter. Queen Anne's dead, but she definitely came to the throne in Seventeen-oh-two.
I like to say things like, "Back in aught-six . . ." but that's pretty much because I am the kind of dork who hangs out here!
Happy New Year!
Does it? Nobody has/had any problems with nineteen-oh-X. Or Eighteen-oh-X, for that matter. Queen Anne's dead, but she definitely came to the throne in Seventeen-oh-two.
True, but it still somehow seems more discordant than those to me. Maybe the roundness of "twenty" changes things?
New theory: "nineteen hundred" takes longer to say than "nineteen-oh," but "two thousand" is the same number of syllables as "twenty-oh," so it cost us nothing to say the number properly.
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Does it? Nobody has/had any problems with nineteen-oh-X. Or Eighteen-oh-X, for that matter. Queen Anne's dead, but she definitely came to the throne in Seventeen-oh-two.
But what about 1001 or 1002?
That was before Queen Anne was born.
19: Yes, that is sort of where I've gotten to, the "x-oh" construction is less preferred other things being equal. (And it also seems like it would be "ten-oh-six" rather than "one thousand six", but the first is still shorter in that case.)
Briefly considered the fact that the "oh" is actually doing a bit more semantic work in "twenty-oh-six" than in "nineteen-oh-six", but I think it is irrelevant.
In the Aubrey-Maturin novels, people say "the year one" for 1801, etc.
In the Star Trek novelizations, they use a weird decimal date/time thing.
23. I believe some people did this in the early years of the 20th century too, but I can't remember where I saw it and it definitely wasn't universal usage.
An SFgate article on the subject featuring some data (from YouTube!) and an asshole.
20: I imagine that would have been ān and Þūsend or some such.
" 'Twenty' follows 'nineteen.' 'Two thousand' does not follow 'nineteen.' It's logical."
I'd be tickled to hear now he thinks 2000 should have been pronounced (which oddly isn't in the article).
26: "Data and an Asshole" would be a good name for a colonoscopy research project.
Jane Austen's characters say "the year six", "the year eight", etc. Contemporary with Aubrey/Maturin, so.
I like to say things like, "Back in aught-six . . ." but that's pretty much because I am the kind of dork who hangs out here!
I tend to think of them as "the oughts"; ought-six, and so on; but that's because I'm a negative Nelly who can't stop dwelling on what I ought to have done.
I'd be tickled to hear now he thinks 2000 should have been pronounced (which oddly isn't in the article).
I vote for "twenty aught naught".
I wonder if that's the origin of people saying "the year dot" to mean "back in the day."
but you would say in the year of our lord nineteen hundred and three --- formality seems to matter.
Maybe we can all them the awtz.
Nobody has/had any problems with nineteen-oh-X. Or Eighteen-oh-X, for that matter.
I go for "two thousand and x" for 1 ≤ x ≤ 9, and "twenty x" for x ≥ 10.
This way is obviously correct.
It is as clear as the need for a moat to keep the elephants from smashing the dwarves.
In the year 3000, the year 2011 will be pronounced "1 B.N.C."
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Sure, that's what you say now.
We tried to popularize "em em" as a pronunciation of 2000, but failed. It saves a syllable too. Of course it loses that saving (in em em eye eye eye if you pronounce 2003 as two-thousand three or em em vee eye eye eye if you pronounce 2008 as two-thousand and eight) but it makes up for it over the years. 2000-2011 in roman numeral is 47 syllables, in "two-thousand X" format it is 50, and in "two-thousand and X", 61. For the canonical decade, 2001-2010, those numbers are 41, 41 and 51.
And not until that 2028 does you lose that net economy of roman numerals against the "two thousand X" format. If at 2010 we change to "twenty x" however, the roman numeral economy is lost at 2012.
Going to stop playing with excel now...
Happy New Year, all.
I am not hung over, despite having been at a party until 2:30 a.m., which was remarkably fun. There's a place for tradition after all; in this case, a group of 10 or so people who've gotten together annually for the last 10 years or so on NYE to sample/share Belgian beers (Corsendonk, Lucifer, something beginning with D that I can't recall at the moment, some others that I didn't try), a never-ending stream of dips and cheeses and veggies and fruit and olives and hot dish foodstuffs, and whatever else may turn up. It was amusing -- nice, even! -- to realize as of 11:00 that I'd had all of 3/4 of a pint of beer at best, since the sampling means just 2 or 3 fingers of a given beer per person.
Two gigantic homemade pizzas showed up with a late guest at 11:15, were warmed in the oven until they smelled heavenly: chowing down at 12:30 a.m. is underrated, and nibbling on carrots sticks between bites only makes you feel right about the whole thing.
I was told, apropros of the news that DC will be legalizing medical marijuana sometime in January, that marijuana costs like $10/joint these days on the black market. I scoffed. This can't be true.
"Data and an Asshole"
I personally prefer "dinner and a movie", but different strokes and all that.
Surely *someone* within the vast Unfoggedtariat got totally wasted and made some bad decisions, no? I We want stories!
Although I suppose selection effect + time difference means any such folks are probably still hungover in bed / trying to get home.
Surely *someone* within the vast Unfoggedtariat got totally wasted and made some bad decisions, no?
I make all my bad decisions while sober, thank you very much.
48.1: That was back in the old days, when interesting conversation was less valued, you couldn't really *hear* yourself talking, and tolerance for embarrassment was a lot higher.
I'm speculating. 10 years ago at that same New Year's Eve gathering I recounted, I walked into their (closed) sliding glass door. Bounced off it. Oops. Didn't see that thing there.
That's not really embarrassment if aren't moving fast enough to break the door or knock yourself out.
I'm speculating. 10 years ago at that same New Year's Eve gathering I recounted, I walked into their (closed) sliding glass door. Bounced off it. Oops. Didn't see that thing there.
I know I've said this before here, but I did exactly that at the admitted-PhD-students shindig at Fere/john's house at Stanford, almost 8 years ago, right in front of his wife. Didn't break it, but the bruise showed almost immediately, and was almost golf-ball sized.
And the thing is, I was barely tipsy: glass doors are tricky! If people just put those bird-silhouettes on them, like they do on big windows in Germany to help the birds from flying into them, this wouldn't be such a problem.
I regularly walk into my own non-glass door.
(There are two ways for it to be closed: closed, but will open if even slightly pushed on, and closed, and the knob needs turned to open it.)
Surely *someone* within the vast Unfoggedtariat got totally wasted and made some bad decisions, no?
I got home from the party and decided to put a whole two pounds of black-eyed peas in to soak for today. That made for rather more legumes than Tweety and I and our New Year's Day guests were possibly going to consume.
They are insanely delicious, though. I will be happy to eat them out of the freezer for the next month or two.
I walked into their (closed) sliding glass door.
I was recently at a party with one of these doors and was in a pretty seriously altered state, so I kept very consciously reminding myself to pause, check that the glass door was open, and only then to try to go through it.
Then I walked right into the screen.
2011 is prime. Be glad. Or not. Your call, really.
54: Those silhouette things didn't help much at my high school. The nuns had a rescued cat (they found it one day with its ears frozen off) that would sit under the big window waiting for a snack.
Then I walked right into the screen.
That's even worse, in a way: you can pop the whole screen door out, then everyone's all like: Dude! {eye-roll}
Oddly, I suspect I'm going to take 2012 a bit seriously. The Mayans, you know.
Human sacrifice is a serious issue.
59: It is also the sum of eleven consecutive primes.
I enjoyed a nice dinner at Coppa, an Italian-inspired small plates place in the South End.
My New Year's Resolution is to keep my paperwork more organized at work. With that in mind, I am curious to know what systems the academics who have succesfully completed dissertation use to keep their research notes in order and bibliographic information all together as they tie things into outlines.
The horrid paperwork from the State is different from a research paper, obviously, (so any tips from doctor types or ex-social workers like Mr. Smearcase would be much appreciated), but this is the year of getting my life in order and getting ready to pursue public health/ policy and management. I need to find a way to get over my dreadful anxiety about writing longer research papers. I have faith that a SYSTEM like GTD will make everything magically easier. To be serious, I think that breaking these things down into manageable chunks will make it easier.
I'm also anxiously awaiting the arrival of a Verizon iphone. (Boo Apple for not allowing Flash.) What will definitely make me buy one is if I can easily transcribe voice memos into text. Do you have to buy Dragon Software to do it?
2011 is prime
And the sum of 11 consecutive prime numbers.
I drank too much. I'm pretty sure that in and of itself was the bad decision.
Not last night, and not drunkenly, but today I failed to pay close enough attention when in the company of a large beast of burden, and I think my pinky toe is now broken. It smarts.
That's got to hurt. Probably is broken if it keeps hurting.
72:Coulda been a yak or a llama. MH is a good guesser.
Anyway, you won't break a bone every time, or even most of the time. But if it caught just one toe....
Toe update! I left to walk to the store and turned back after half a block because it was uncomfortable to walk. This suggests that means I should probably see a doctor about it. Boo.
when was it decided that the years of this century were going to be called "twenty-nn"? For the first few years you heard "Two thousand-nn" and "Two oh/zero-nn" just as often if not more, but at some point the "twenty" seems to have won out decisively, and I didn't notice it happen.
I didn't even know that it had won out decisively. I still say "
"Two thousand-nn".
today I failed to pay close enough attention when in the company of a large beast of burden, and I think my pinky toe is now broken.
I initially read this sentence as "I failed to pay close enough attention when in the company of a large breasted woman...", and I was mighty confused.
We could call each year this century "dickety [N]", because the Kaiser has stolen the word "twenty". Happy dickety eleven, everyone!
78 - obviously they want your money. In this country, no one goes to a doctor for a broken toe, we just tell each other, "Oh, no point, they wouldn't do anything apart from tape it up."
82: So you're saying they're a bunch of no-good, lousy phalangerers of the wallet?
83: Did you see a doctor for the pain and take too much of something?
71: D'oh. No fun. I've had the same thing happen. IIRC, I just taped the broken pinky to its neighbor toe and it healed up fine. Was rather uncomfortable for a couple of weeks, though.
84 - I confess, I do not know. But usually it's the weaker toes that get broken, isn't it? Stanley said it's his little toe - there's hardly anything there to break anyway. My dad's cousin has some foot oedema problem causing bad circulation or something and his little toes just fell off and he threw them away.
Although I think I broke my big toe as a child (it doesn't bend in the same way as the other one anyway) when a large shard of glass fell on it, and I didn't go anywhere near a health professional.
Stanley, it is written:
If your pinky toe causes you to stumble, pluck it out and throw it far from you.
some foot oedema problem
I misread this as an oudemia problem, for a sec.
Also, Stanley needs to kill that horse, ideally with his bare hands. The inter-species balance of terror must be kept.
his little toes just fell off and he threw them away.
?? Your pinky toes are very important.
and I didn't go anywhere near a health professional.
You tried, but kept veering off to one side?
He has some kind of learning disability. I'm not advocating their removal. But somehow they rotted away and fell off, and he threw away the bones. It's a revolting story.
I think I broke my toe in a river in France, banging it on a stone. Does yours look like this, Stanley?
Generalissimo Francisco Franco's toes are still dead.
Does yours look like this, Stanley?
It's black and blue like that, but on the inside and outside of the toe. I think the toe rolled outward and caught the weight of the horse on the inside part of the toe, with the outside pressed to the ground, next to the five dollars.
Youch, does sound very painful. Doctor asilon prescribes padding and taping and painkillers. And hopping.
Stanley has learned a valuble lesson about horses: they have an unusual but effective strategy for rochambeau.
It's slightly hilarious that we refer to that little fifth toe as a "pinky" toe still. As though we're still 3 years old! It's not a very grown-up name for a toe, after all.
I think it's very cute of us all.
It's no odder than referring to the pinky finger thus, no doubt.
Obviously it should be called the baby toe. I also think it's mighty fine that we call the big toe the "big toe" -- what else would you call it?
Obviously it should be called the baby toe.
I don't see how this differs relevantly from "pinky toe" at all.
neb, if you don't laugh at some point about this foolery, I swear to god I'll have to (figuratively) smack you upside the head. With all due fondness, obvs.
Not all foolery is possible for all people.
You can foolery all of the people some of the time and you can foolery some of the people all of the time. Or something. Fuck it. Let's go see a play.
Other than that, Mr. Lebowski, how was the bowling?
You want a toe? I can get you a toe.
Bostoniangirl, I think most of the possible systems are fine, including index cards. The things I really like about my system are:
all papers in one place, so no decisions and backups are easy; this is possible because
the software assigns a unique-short-guessable name, which I also use when making references;
I can type in all the notes I wAnt for a reference, and associate other files or urls;
and (amazingly useful) each file can be "in" as many folders as I want, eg both "final bib for paper x" and "this seems useful for nascent idea y".
Other than that, whatever is common in your field probably knows how to search the right databases; keeping the index yourself is a slight pain, but you won't lose it if the company goes under; and things stored in text can be migrated to other systems if you have to. But with these last two I am sinking into beardy nerd advice - true, but no one ever listens.
I use Bibdesk, I have friends who like Papers and Refworks, End note is common.
Bostoniangirl, I think most of the possible systems are fine, including index cards. The things I really like about my system are:
all papers in one place, so no decisions and backups are easy; this is possible because
the software assigns a unique-short-guessable name, which I also use when making references;
I can type in all the notes I wAnt for a reference, and associate other files or urls;
and (amazingly useful) each file can be "in" as many folders as I want, eg both "final bib for paper x" and "this seems useful for nascent idea y".
Other than that, whatever is common in your field probably knows how to search the right databases; keeping the index yourself is a slight pain, but you won't lose it if the company goes under; and things stored in text can be migrated to other systems if you have to. But with these last two I am sinking into beardy nerd advice - true, but no one ever listens.
I use Bibdesk, I have friends who like Papers and Refworks, End note is common.
Also nice to have: automatic duplicate prevention.
102: Oddly enough, the big toe has its own name: hallux.