(b) Six, twelve ...

In reverse order: (c) 4, 5, continues the natural numbers or integers; (b) 6, 12, is a geometric series, almost; and (c) 5, 8, is fibonacci ... very clever.

It's Ramanajan not Ramanajun...

<Whatever>

Actually the fibonacci sequence is as follows:

<0,1,>1,2,3,5,8...

No it's not a fib and I don't have a knack for them either...

Yes I believe the rules and regulations concerning public access to official records are working well here. It's hard to hide anything really - a famous example is:

Yes...I verified with Wiki..

I'm sorry about the mistake...

*chirp*

Do you think that may have been too *tweet* by arf?

And spaking of mathematicitis...would you agree that:

<Taylor's Theorem> [is always] >> <Taylor's Management Theory>

assuming that:

polynomial expansionism is always more socially acceptable than ethically challenged oxymorality.

Hmm...Is there something like <nitromorality> after nitrogen or <hydromorality> after hydrogen?

Combining chemistry and ethics....

"Combinations and Chemistry are your only men"

Maybe you're thinking of <nitrogenetics> and <hydrogenetics>. Chemistry is therefore <nitrogenetic and hydrogenetic modification>, and all the jars should be labelled accordingly.

If rust is a result of oxidation, does that mean all the plants and animals of the world live off <rusty hydrogen> and <rusty carbon>.

And: <rusty nitrogen> is no laughing matter.

sgd

a rustic dog

btw, either in Proper Australian English, or in *Lesser Breeds of English Without the Law*, does the phrase "old mate" sound, well, dead wrong? Like a creepy solecism, or a hilarious reference to an elderly spouse? As in "Dear Abby, what should I give my Old Mate for our 85th weeding anniversary?" Sic.

Right. Now that's been thoroughly muddied -- I offered oracle services, not clarity ... as if. So we can move on.

< too *tweet* by arf?

And spaking of mathematicitis...would you agree that:

<Taylor's Theorem> [is always] >> <Taylor's Management Theory>

<assuming that:

polynomial expansionism is always more socially acceptable than ethically challenged oxymorality.>

Yes, I guess so, and maybe. I'm reminded of <Neo-Colonial Gastric Expansionism> where the waistline of the oppressor expands in direct proportion to the proximity of the oppressee to starvation.

To tell the truth, I understand about 7% of this, or roughly one character in fourteen. I think we may have to send for <Dr Jessica's Amazing Instant Semiotics -- Just Add Hot Water & Think>.

I'm confident she can translate between Two-Birdish and Spanielese with total fluency. Failing that she can also translate between Neo-Tazzie and Anglo-American Erse, if required.

<Old mate> has a respectable pedigree in these equatorially challenged boondocks, but that pedigree tends to inhabit the rural (and historical) context in these enlightened days more than the "sophisticated" urban opposite.

The notion of <mateship> is quintessentially Aussie. "Letting your mates down" (ie: failing in one's obligations towards one's friends) is one of the worst things an Australian can be accused of, and it doesn't involve being unfaithful to one's harem, which would be seen as a minor peccadillo in comparison.

<G'day mate> is a colloquialism that's as unremarkable as <hello>, <hi> or <how the @#$% are you?>

Seeing as it's so unremarkable, I'll proceed and remark on it no further.

*mumble*

Ah yes...<dehydrated water>: just add water.

Your neo-colonial experience reminds me of an anecdote by one <John Ralston Saul> concerning some reminiscences of a nonagenarian former colonial about the administrative difficulties of dealing with cannibals in the Cameroon.

When asked how the cannibals cooked their humans, ie: grilled or boiled, the worthy ex-colonial "with an energetic enunciation of contempt" replied:

<Boiled, of course! Boiled!>

Saul goes on to contemplate the sensibility of civilisations engaging in the barbarous practice of grilling or barbecuing meat without boiling it, which removes excess fats and unhealthy enzymes, as well as tenderising the flesh.

Maybe the bloated food industry needs a knee in the colon, but there may be a logistical problem involved in locating the colon through many layers of bank notes.

I wouldn't know as the meat industry is on my Iggy List.

Speaking of which that spectacular promotional photo of Lydia Guevara (the grand daughter - here's a copy from Exile on Moan Street dot com: http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_CId289lYI...) spruiking the virtues of vegetarianism gets the Bugs Bunny Award for Good Taste.

*Spruiking*, eh? Now that brings me back. "To harangue people in public" -- as if I would.

Mind you, there's not much point in haranguing 'em in *private*, is there? They might weep salt tears, or stab you. Neither is high on my list of consummations to be desired.

As for the meat industry -- aka the industrial flesh complex -- I have the impression that anything *tough* needs to be boiled. Which suggests that the classic Aussie male requires about a week in violently boiling brine, with added sulfuric acid just in case.

But I wouldn't really know. I'm one of the *really awkward squad* -- neither a veggie nor a non-veggie. I take it on a case-by-case basis.

Pro bono, if the sauce is sufficiently corrosive. (That sentence should not be construed as implying any relationship between the U2 singer and professional sex workers -- 'pro bono' is the short form of 'pro bono publico', meaning 'for the public good'.)