On analysis, watches and biking

Analysis: I figured out two more of the problems on the analysis final - I'm left with just two that I'll do eleventh-hour, tomorrow. I'm completely stumped on one of them, and the other I can probably handwave on and get some sort of points out of it. I hate to say this, but really, as long as I pass the class, I'm fine with it.

Watches: I've been shopping around for a new watch for some time - those of you who continually borrow my watch (MICHELLE) and/or have seen it a few times (MOST OF YOU) know how beat-up it is. It still ticks along like a champ, don't get me wrong, but it's totally seen better days, and my mom convinced me to get a new one for the mish, so that I'm not wearing a nice suit and a crappy watch, you know. So we shopped around, here and there, but I couldn't find anything that I really liked. I have a bit of a problem in that my wrists are fairly small, and men's watch faces tend to be fairly large, so if I put one on, I have a problem where it looks like I'm walking around with a muffin strapped to my wrist. At one mall we happened to be at today, there was this kiosk that said "Watches $10". What the heck, thinks I, we'll go see what they've got. I ran across what is quite possibly the coolest watch EVAR - instead of having regular hands, it has dials with numbers on them, that rotate around below the face, which has arcs cut out so you can see the numbers. To tell what time it is, you read the numbers down a little red line through the center of the arcs. How cool is that? Also, the face isn't too big, so I don't look like I'm wearing a steel corsage, it's a nice-looking band, and it was, after all, $10.

The moral of the above ginormous paragraph: Don't overlook the ten-dollar watch table.

I should note, before leaving the subject entirely, that I'll probably have to get one more link taken out of the band, because it's a little too loose.

Biking: I rode my bike to the library today - the long way, with the hill. Oh man, it's such a nice bike. The shifters are awesome - each one has two switches, one you push to shift up and one to shift down. It's a far cry from the old Schwinn I've been riding, where the shifters didn't even have click stops on them to tell you where it was going to shift. You just had to sort of tentatively push the lever around until the chain went ka-chunk, and it wasn't a very smooth ka-chunk either.

See, this is the problem with my blog entries. I tend to wax rhapsodic about subjects in the middle of a post, but then my endings lack a little somethi