"Well, we won't top that. So let's declare 'Taylor Series 2: Para Gone' to be fully expanded.
The story will continue in 'Taylor Series 3: Try Angles'!
(Found at that link.)
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With a number of functions now shifting their attention towards ParaB, Para attempted a new song, featuring Root.
Critics thought it to be too derivative, with Root's inclusion merely adding to the confusion.
(Click the strip for the larger version....)
Tackling Perry was inevitable what with her radio playtime. The song choice came from the chorus. The main difficulty was Snoop Dogg's rhyme(?)/rhythm(??) scheme. As Todd in the Shadows once pointed out, his verse starts ripping off the 'Slap Chop' commercial guy.
A couple weeks later, ParaB came out with her first single.
Critics remain divided as to whether her style is edgier than that of Para.
This one's been in the wings for over two months, but it seemed only fitting to use it as ParaB's debut. Also, if you watch Avril's official video, really, the song's a tempting target for algebra. She starts by spray painting x's, and then walks around picking up tiles. (Okay, technically pieces of a broken heart, not algebra tiles, but still. Red tiles.) For those who don't understand what "tiles" I'm talking about, this Ontario Association of Mathematics Educators link should help.
Random aside: This is the first song I've actually performed for a class of Grade 9s...
Once again, Maud debated whether it was time to remove his sunglasses and explain his motivations. However, the bartender decided against it, knowing now there were a number of other mathematical relations with which he was not yet personally acquainted. The twin brunettes who arrived just before closing only served to reinforce his decision.
"Tan-tan! There you are!"
"Tan-tan! There you are!"
The two of them spoke simultaneously, though slightly out of phase with each other.
"What's the deal, running off for a whole day?" the one with OH on her shirt continued.
"Yes, and why are you wearing that silly 'm' hat again?" continued her twin, whose shirt read AH.
The two of them were staring at Slope, who curled her fingers in and out of fists as she stared back at them. "I said STOP calling me Tan-tan! My name is Tangent!!"
"It's what?" Lyn said in surprise.
Slope, aka Tangent, turned to look at Lyn before again regarding her two older sisters. "In fact, you know what? It's not. It's Slope! I'm done. I'm not going back home, I've found a new family here! Go handle the Trigonometry all by yourselves."
There was a moment of stunned silence. Then Elly calmly reached back for her cup of Ovaltine, remarking, "I sense the need to sign and cosign a waiver."
"I was just trying to cheer you up," Lyn said apologetically.
Slope sighed. "I know. I appreciate it... at least you mean it good-naturedly."
"There you are!" came Reci's voice from behind them. The two girls turned to see him looking out of the hole in the roof. "We're all headed back to Maud's to celebrate ParaB's arrival! The Conics too! Coming?"
Lyn glanced briefly at Slope, who shrugged in response. "We'll be right there," Lyn assured her reciprocal.
"Does Circe seem especially upset by us destroying their residence?" Slope inquired, a bit nervously.
Reci shrugged. "Circe always seems upset. Though I happen to know Hyper was looking for an excuse to redecorate... her latest spin had been to replace the flat roof with a curved dome. But Circe gave her the runaround. She's a ceiling fan."
"Huh. Explains her ability to cool a room," Slope mumbled.
In the end, the Polynomials, Conics, and their friends ended up spending the better part of the afternoon and evening at Maud's bar. ParaB, who retained some memories of Para having been there already, helped the other Conics to fit in, and Maud was more than happy to serve several rounds.
"Why are you still up here?"
"I... I didn't want to face Circe," Slope explained. "There would be too many questions."
Lyn stared at her friend for a moment, then moved to sit next to her. "You already know Circe," she realized.
Slope sighed. "Yes. But only in passing, my older sisters know her better."
"Sisters?" Lyn's eyebrows went up. "You never told me you had sisters!"
"I'm not fond of them," Slope said, making a face. "I feel so much more connected to you than I do to them. A part of me even sensed you were in trouble, despite your standard form... I'm the one who found the ladder the Polys used to get up here."
"Huh. Must have been a bit confusing for you, having to run first, then rise," Lyn remarked.
"Hey!" Hyper said in annoyance. "Who said you could horn in on my torus?!" The green haired scientist took a step towards Quinn, only to have the schoolgirl heft her rocket launcher again.
"Okay, calm down you two," Circe said. "Now, obviously OUR Parabola should be called Para, since your Para's REAL name is Quadratic."
"But quad means four, I'm always worried people will find that confusing," Para protested.
"There's always the suffix, Bola," Elly suggested. "Though it would be unfortunate once we start involving e..."
"Wait, stop. You were first," the orange haired version said to the blonde. "Let's just call me ParaB. All right?" The blonde smiled and nodded in response.
Although Circe didn't look thrilled, in general there were nods of agreement. "Can we call you PB for short?" QT added.
ParaB made a face. "No. That's nuts."
"But, if Orange Para can turn, is Our Para obsolete?" QT fretted, wringing her hands.
"I've still got a lock on standard and factored forms," Para reminded the cat girl. "Besides..." The blonde stopped and blinked over at her counterpart. "Oh, I heard that."
"Hey, heard what?" Cubi demanded, now peering from one Para to the other.
"We can communicate telepathically," the orange Para said in surprise. "So we can work together, there's no need for one of us to dominate..."
"Wow," Root said, lifting his eyebrows. "Can you read my thoughts too?" Both Paras turned their attention to him for a moment.
"No," the original Para said after a moment of staring. "I'm not..." She paused as she saw the expression Root was directing at the two of them, and her cheeks flushed pink. "Actually YES, and don't think those thoughts any more! It won't happen!"
"Yeeeah," agreed Para's counterpart. "In fact, you keep him, Para. I've suddenly got this disturbing image of Root as being my half brother."
"No, I suspect you'll always be linked," Sexi remarked. "But the dimensions are now resolving..."
As if to confirm, orange Para's earrings suddenly morphed. Then her watchband snapped, and the timepiece fell to the ground, breaking apart. The largest piece, somewhat horseshoe shaped, now resembled the pendants around the necks of the Conics. In fact, as the new Para picked it up, QT noticed that where the leading coefficient used to display, there was only a flickering '1/(4a)'.
"Hey, wait," Cubi said, suspiciously. "You Conics always wanted your own Para! Hey, seems like now you have her - did you stage this whole thing?!"
"Um, hello?" Circe shot back. "We wanted a Para who was superior to yours! Who could take over! Not one who's stuck horizontally!"
"Hold on... I think I can rotate," orange Para murmured.
"Aha! Side effect of the parameterization," Hyper declared, rubbing her hands together.
"Or perhaps her head's still spinning," Elly diagnosed.
Hyper glared at the newest blonde arrivals. She pointed to Sexi. "So what makes her the expert on higher dimensions anyway?"
Probably fitting that Sextic gets the sixth song parody published (of the nine written). I think this one is also my favourite to date. After the initial inspiration, most of these parodies take a couple sessions (or more) to write... this one only took an afternoon. (Well, aside from the equations.) The tune really is quite catchy.
Technical aside: Formatting doesn't seem to allow root symbols.
Historical aside: Galois died when he was 20. Makes you wonder what else he could have done.
Future Aside: So I was parodying Carly Rae Jepsen before she got big in the summer of 2012. Do I win anything?
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