Monday, January 24, 2005

MATHMUSICMAVEN

If math and music had merged, like this, for me, I might not have had "I was told there'd be no math" tattooed on my forehead.

Mr. Kunz has presented Karaoke Friday as a rapper in a stocking cap with a “bling-bling” protractor and also in a red cape and funny glasses titled as “Math Man.”

Missouri's got all the cool math teachers. In contrast, I had a high school teacher whose last name was "Pane." The homophonic irony was not lost on me--I even wrote a song at some point:
"Slow down, you teach too fast.
Gotta make the torment last.
Slipping down, my GPA,
Failing Pane and learning cosine..."

Plus, I had to wait till I was in my late twenties to discover karaoke, while in Minnesota, teachers are slamming down the old school rap hits.

Which of the rabbis from my high school might I have wanted to see dressed in hip-hop gear? Um, make that a big, fat "none of them."

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Monday, January 24, 2005

MATHMUSICMAVEN

If math and music had merged, like this, for me, I might not have had "I was told there'd be no math" tattooed on my forehead.

Mr. Kunz has presented Karaoke Friday as a rapper in a stocking cap with a “bling-bling” protractor and also in a red cape and funny glasses titled as “Math Man.”

Missouri's got all the cool math teachers. In contrast, I had a high school teacher whose last name was "Pane." The homophonic irony was not lost on me--I even wrote a song at some point:
"Slow down, you teach too fast.
Gotta make the torment last.
Slipping down, my GPA,
Failing Pane and learning cosine..."

Plus, I had to wait till I was in my late twenties to discover karaoke, while in Minnesota, teachers are slamming down the old school rap hits.

Which of the rabbis from my high school might I have wanted to see dressed in hip-hop gear? Um, make that a big, fat "none of them."

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