The algebra midterm was most interesting. I used every second of the time allowed. What happened after the exam was even more interesting. I had taken the exam in the CCS building since my room is way too distracting. I wanted to make sure I would be comfortable while taking the exam, so I brought a pillow with me. Several passers-by gave me strange glances and comments since people don’t usually walk around campus with a pillow. I think I should take my pillow more places. It makes my back hurt less, and that can’t be a bad thing. Anyway, I almost needed the pillow a lot more than I thought I would. I was in a little room with no windows except for one on the ceiling and one door. At around 10:20, when I had finished the exam and stuffed all my belongings back into my bag, I planned to leave. Unfortunately, no one bothered to tell me that doors lock from the outside, so I pounded on the door for a while, hoping that someone would hear me and unlock the door for me. Unfortunately, that didn’t happen, so I prepared to spend the night there and (hopefully) wake up when the first person walked through the hall. I didn’t like that idea though. Fortunately, 5 or 10 minutes later, I heard some noise from the hallway and decided to pound on the door again. To my amazement, it had been unlocked. I was free again!
Now I get to demonstrate my random part to my LJ readers. Someone on the Global_Math Yahoo! group has, as a signature, the famous poem (or at least partial poem; I’m not sure) by William Blake
To see the world in a grain of sand
And heaven in a wild flower
To hold infinity in the palm of your hand
And eternity for an hour
It occurred to me that this is exactly what analytic continuation is. I’m more used to Needham’s analogy “An eyelash in San Francisco can decide the value of the function in Los Angeles.” William Blake must have had an awfully good intuition since he lived before the most important aspects of complex function theory had been uncovered.