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six squared

I come to realise time and again that my mind functions in ways foreign - alien - to others. I say this not to elevate myself nor to denegrate others, just as a remark on the amazing diversity of the human race. Or maybe on the fact that I am a freak.

pdr.6²06.

I was putting together an invitation for my birthday celebrations dinner, and thought I would go along with the moniker of pdr36. I began to think about the number, realising it was the square of six, and decided to take another look at Wikipedia … I had been fascinated about its revelations on my birth year, the big-seven-oh. And I was completly stunned. Wow, 36 is a very important number. So I drew together a mash of entries, and penned this little invitation.

in mathematics, it is the square of six. it is also a triangular number, and is thusly a triangular square number, and also the only triangular number whose square root is also a triangular number. it is also a thirteen-gonal number. it is the smallest number n with exactly eight solutions to the equation divisors, thus a highly composite number.

the invitation

it is the sum of two primes, and the sum of the cubes of the first three integers. it is the number of officers in an important mathematical puzzle. it is the number of degrees in the angle of all five tips in a perfect star. it is the number of possible outcomes (not summed) in the roll of two distinct dice.

it is the largest numeric base that some computer systems support as it exhausts the alphanumeric character class [a-z0-9]. the truncated cube and the truncated octahedron are archimedean solids with this many edges. in base ten, it is a harshad number. it is the international direct-dial code for hungary. it constitutes a perfect score on the act exam. it is the number of nuclear tests conducted as part of operation whetstone.

it is the traditional number of courses in a wazwan. survey townships were units of this many square miles of land divided into this many singular one mile sections. it is the number of days of the reign of roman emperor gordian i. it is the number of cards dealt in the solitaire card games flower garden and stonewall.

it is a suit of tiles in mahjong.

it is a german clothing label. the fruit fly drosophila, frequently used in genetic studies, has this many bristles. mutations may cause it to have more or less. further breeding after mutations always brings the count back to this number. it is in the name of a software company. the american flag had this many stars from 1865 to 1867, when nevada was admitted as the state befitting this latest star.

it is the number of the french department, indre. muslin is associated with this wedding anniversary. in the french vernacular, it is used in cliché for “a great many”. it is the number of passengers - oh the humanity - that died in the hindenberg. of a chinese dragons 117 scales, this many of them are yang. it is the name of a bed and breakfast in glasgow, scotland. the lakshadweep island group has this many coral islands.

albania is divided into this many districts, and nigeria is divided into this many states. it is the length of the strait of gibraltar in miles. it is the number of levels in arkanoid. it is the number of rows of text in this document.

the lifespan in solar years of peter dominic ryan will equal this number at exactly 0803hrs GMT+10 thursday september 14 2006.

this event will be commemorated after an interval of this many hours

pdr.6²06.
2003hrs GMT+10 friday, september 15 2006.

you are thusly invited. please come. further details forthcoming.
and that.

Most people thought it was spam.

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the thousandth is but one of one thousand
and is thus one one-thousandth

i stumbled today, randomly as ever, across a page that grabbed my attention a little more than the other three or four hundred that ply for it at any given time.

the painting

browsing is now a completely secondary task driven by aggregation of rss feeds, so i barely give even a cursory glance at so much that is out there.

but this page piqued my interest.

i guess it had a blend of things.

a cool idea.

someone blogging who might have come up with something original enough for him to not just eke a living, but a very respectable one if it works.

he didn’t want a hummer.

or a jet plane. he wasn’t selling 12 pixels for $25 per pixel. he was selling a tangible, limited edition, a part of a series that could be history. the first of its kind.

one of a kind in a series of one thousand.

piqued i was, used paypal was.

so i am now the owner of the only one of one in one thousand, or one one thousandth of something very unique and valuable.

enough of the purple prose, already. i stumbled across i stumbled today, randomly as ever, across a page that grabbed my attention a little more than the other three or four hundred that ply for it at any given time.

browsing is now a completely secondary task driven by aggregation of rss feeds, so i barely give even a cursory glance at so much that is out there.

but this page piqued my interest.

i guess it had a blend of things.

a cool idea.

someone blogging who might have come up with something original enough for hoim to not just eke a living, but a very respectable one if it works.

he didn’t want a hummer.

or a jet plane. he wasn’t selling 12 pixels for $25 per pixel. he was selling a tangible, limited edition, a part of a series that could be history. the first of its kind.

one of a kind in a series of one thousand.

piqued i was, and paypal was used.

so i am now the owner of the only one of one in one thousand, or one one thousandth of something very unique and valuable.

enough of the purple prose, already. i stumbled across [url=http://www.onethousandpaintings.com/home/]one thousand paintings [/url] and had to have one.

the project? well, he has painted one thousand small canvases, each containing a number ordinally from 1 to 1000.

the cost of each painting is as follows, where p is the number on the painting, and n is the total number of paintings sold in the series at the time.

cost = (1000 - p) * (10 - ( int ( ( 1000-n ) / 1000 )

Huh.

Well, lets see what I bought. Hmmm. Which do I want? Something that says something about me … something about the number that is oh so impdr.

Of course. impdr70. 70? Yes, my birth year.

I searched, and despote the sale alreay of 72 painting, 70 was available. So was 6. Hmmm.

The cost:

cost = (1000 - 70) * ( 1 - int ( 1000-73)/1000)/10)
= 930 * (10 - int ( 923/100)/10
= 930 * (10 - (int ( 9.23)/10)
= 930 * (10 - 9 )/10
= 930 * 0.1
= 93

That sounds weird but basically as each block of 100 numbers is sold, their perceived value increases. It is a wonderful study of markets, fashion, pricing, trend, demand, supply, numbers, preferences, patterns. Stuff that turns on my cortex.

So, if lots of people become suddenly interested, and the number sold tips to over 100, then all of a sudden my painting is worth:

value   = 930 * 0.2
= 186

And if 400 are sold

value   = 930 * 0.4
= 372

And if all one thousand are sold:

value   = $930.

My confidence is that they will all sell. And I have invested in an artefact of a time when a sale as such is not commonplace. A market of tomorrow or an experiment of an indeterminate age.

And I also realise that the clever person to come up with this original idea has just netted himself a princely sum: of course it can never be predicted, but the mean discount is 50% and the mean price is $500, so the predicted mean cost is $250. And he has sold 1000.

One quarter of a million dollars.

I think he will break even.For once a cleever idea by an interesting artist nets himself a sum on which to cleverly create more.

No one hurt. No one exploited. All buyers volunteer for reasons of their own volition.

And this is good.

and had to have one.

the project? well, he has painted one thousand small canvases, each containing a number ordinally from 1 to 1000.

the cost of each painting is as follows, where p is the number on the painting, and n is the total number of paintings sold in the series at the time.

cost = (1000 - p) * (10 - ( int ( ( 1000-n ) / 1000 )

Huh.

Well, lets see what I bought. Hmmm. Which do I want? Something that says something about me … something about the number that is oh so impdr.

Of course. impdr70. 70? Yes, my birth year.

I searched, and despote the sale alreay of 72 painting, 70 was available. So was 6. Hmmm.

The cost:

cost = (1000 - 70) * ( 1 - int ( 1000-73)/1000)/10)
= 930 * (10 - int ( 923/100)/10
= 930 * (10 - (int ( 9.23)/10)
= 930 * (10 - 9 )/10
= 930 * 0.1
= 93

That sounds weird but basically as each block of 100 numbers is sold, their perceived value increases. It is a wonderful study of markets, fashion, pricing, trend, demand, supply, numbers, preferences, patterns. Stuff that turns on my cortex.

So, if lots of people become suddenly interested, and the number sold tips to over 100, then all of a sudden my painting is worth:

value   = 930 * 0.2
= 186

And if 400 are sold

value   = 930 * 0.4
= 372

And if all one thousand are sold:

value   = $930.

My confidence is that they will all sell. And I have invested in an artefact of a time when a sale as such is not commonplace. A market of tomorrow or an experiment of an indeterminate age.

And I also realise that the clever person to come up with this original idea has just netted himself a princely sum: of course it can never be predicted, but the mean discount is 50% and the mean price is $500, so the predicted mean cost is $250. And he has sold 1000.

One quarter of a million dollars.

I think he will break even.For once a cleever idea by an interesting artist nets himself a sum on which to cleverly create more.

No one hurt. No one exploited. All buyers volunteer for reasons of their own volition.

And this is good.

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where the fuck?

i know i know i know.

“it has been too long.” “you’ve missed me.” “life hasn’t been the same without me.” well, thanks for all carefully worded messages beseeching my return to the pen.

that was sarcasm. i know. i breathe it, exhale it. i am as unaware of it as much as i am oblivious to the rolling of my own eyes.

there was no onslaught of calls, crying out for a return; no impassioned pleas for me to impart more and more pearls of my brand of wilted wisdom, pompous poetry, misspent missives.

to answer, well, i’ve been here.

so much has happened, so much of it really not fit for this space, barely fit for the space inside my head. not all good. not all bad. not all important. not all mundane. but it has been mixed.

a lot of time spent away from this forum has been devoted to a deepening of skills to come back with an impdr that is bigger, better, brighter, more this, more that.

and as is my wont, the ever complicating sphere of expectation and desire gets in the way of the truth of what this should be. writing for writings sake.

so i am back. am i welcome? so much to tell you. so much i wish i could tell you too. so much you would not understand. so much you would think bad, and thats just the good half.

but here i stand, Saturday, 27 May 2006 at 18:46:35 hrs … confident for the first time in almost 12 months … confident at least of direction.

career slash existential crises have lingered for so long because i really did not want to have to make a choice on such career and existential crises.

choosing something … making a decision often feels like killing off other possibilities … and whether it be greed or guile or grief, i want those other possibilities too.

so i did not choose.

i stood still. mute. weak. blind. stuck. oncoming train.

and then i was forced to do two things at once. someone suggested a third. a fifth came to me in a moment of inspiration as i had been eking out possibilities for a fourth.

five things! five careers? five lives?

no.

one life. no career. five things.

me.
and more of me.

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i love snobo

i came across this delightful animated short a couple of days ago.

it is so beautiful.

question: am i a loner and deep and solitary and cerebral because i never fitted it?
or did i never fit in because i was a loner and deep and solitary and cerebral?

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jive talkin’


“ i am an avant garde conversationalist …
   … i talk so fast, people can never keep up with me …
         i’m always three sentences ahead of the conversation … ”

realisation by me during conversation with david austin just now, where he didn't understand a single thing i said for ten minutes. hmmm. note to self: slow down pete.

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