….can’t mention Pi Day Assemblies without a big shout out to Stacy Smith!!!

On the Prow of the SS Bio Lab with Cap'n McCarthur-Parker

As you begin to dissect your way through the new week, we bring you another photo from the annals of our Math Master & Commander, Steve O’Keefe.  This pic captures the roiling seas of the Bio Lab, and reinforces the sailor’s warning, “ay, t’is better to be standin’ or sittin’ in the lab than to be a-lyin’ down.”

In a front page article, the Post article quoted moaners and groaners about the difficulties and relevance of Algebra 2; the quiz the paper provided for readers to try our hands at Algebra 2 concepts included an exponential decay expression.  “What exactly does this have to do with real life?” the Post asked.  Columns and columns of lamenting followed, all the way onto page A15.

Along the way to A15, there was an interesting graphic in the article about Chernobyl 25. The Post reported the critical information that half the cesium-137 released in 1986 will have degraded to relatively stable barium-137 by 2016, with a quarter of the cesium-137 remaining in 2046.

Whoa…
Isn’t that just exponential decay?

They’re learning about it in Algebra 2.

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With the threat of snow flurrying about, here’s a photo that math Master & Commander, Steve O’Keefe, took last year during Snowmageddon ’10.   Reminiscent of The Band’s seminal album, Music From Big Pink, this smaller pink house, covered in a blanket of snow, tucked into downtown Bethesda.  And as a special bonus, this cozy Pink House was also the site of last Friday’s cozy Welcome Party for incoming Head, Andrew Slater.  For more PhotO’Keefe’s click here.  And as snow starts to lightly fall, take a listen from the Band’s no. 1 song from Big Pink.

The one on the right give a whole new meaning to Zoolander‘s “blue steel.”

As winter begins to close in, here’s another photograph from Master & Commander, Steve O’Keefe, which, in turn, conjures up images from this personal favorite poem by William Carlos Williams –

A Sort of a Song

Let the snake wait under
his weed
and the writing
be of words, slow and quick, sharp
to strike, quiet to wait,
sleepless.
– through metaphor to reconcile
the people and the stones.
Compose. (No ideas
but in things) Invent!
Saxifrage is my flower that splits
the rocks.