Haircut!

I finally gave in and got a haircut:













Also, it snowed in Pittsburgh over the weekend. The view from my balcony:
Only one more final and one week until I'm back home in LA for winter break!!

With all the stress of studying for Finals, it has been difficult to get a restful sleep this week, particularly last night. In all attempts to avoid thinking about Mathematics and Statistics, my brain decided to delve into poetry last night at 4 a.m. It was a good reminder that poetry is not my calling in this life! Hahaha. Enjoy!

Collision course

Ducks, naturally, waddle the right way.
Bears, casually, trodden the left way.
Imminent intersection?
Non-linear paths converge on a curved surface.
Independent measurement triangulation
begets temporally-calibrated coordinates.
Transformations abound, causing headaches.
Linearity (and normal residuals!) painstakingly achieved and praised.
Trend extrapolations reveal undesirable but avoidable truth.
Results relayed to authorities (logic-deficient idiots).
Idiots have power.
Significance misinterpretation causes inaction and headaches.

Result:
Farmer Billy's leaf blower becomes startling (and annoying) machine.
Flying V the left way.
Who's the fool?