And a Million miles away, a butterfly flapped its wings...
...And you're just in time to save the day, Sweeping all our fears away:  You can change the world in a tiny way.
 Do you remember our previous fractal related obsessery here?Let's just say I decided to raise the degree of difficulty.AND SET IT ON FIRE!FORM OFMANDELBROT SET! I was thinking about the lack of videos and the fact that (sadly,) really the most universally amusing video of my mini-pantheon was this guy. I know it's been a while since I did something videoesque.  I have talked about my love of Jonathan Coulton before (I actually have still not purchased the new Hodgman book on the hopes of another awesome collaborative audio book.  If such things come out before my thesis is filed, I will reconsider my policy of putting off all non-essential purchases until after that point.).  Anyhow, I was listening to some JoCo and stumbled upon this gem.  Noteworthy points:  1. Cornell is a grrrreat place, I think we've discussed this before. 2.  I may have had a multivariate calc class on that blackboard!  I always preferred geometric solutions to problems because I generally trusted my visual intuition more than my rigorousness with the math.   Here is my 2 point triumph, October 26, 1999.  (what about me doesn't say "of course I save my exams!")I remember getting the geometry to work out, then finishing the rest of the test, then realizing that if I didn't get the Calc based solution I would probably not get points, hence the "WOOHOO!" when things worked out with the integrals.  Also, "varys".    *shame!* I spent a lot of free time most of that semester mapping all sorts of weird things into complex space.  I can vaguely remember this wacky thing I was trying to prove, that I was doggedly determined to get to some sort of space mapping place that was in 4D and it just was killing me.  Crazy equations all posted up on the walls of my room and on the door next to my pictures of  Neil Patrick Harris and Tony Shalhoub.  Very John Nash style.  Then I saw Pi and Beautiful Mind and decided I was done with math.  Maybe this is too personal. They say that some of our memories from childhood are stored in a form that we might not be able to access as adults due to some variation in brain plasticity or something or other.   Re: my brains--I don't know, maybe.  I don't have a good excuse, timeline-wise.