Water basketball: Part III of III

Let me finish the series on water basketball. In the previous two posts, I talked about the first three seasons of the game, with slight rules changes each year.

In the first year, I lost in the championship game. In the second year, I had a blowout win in the final, and in the third year, I didn’t even make the playoffs!

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Water basketball (Part I of III)

Swimming in the pool is a common summer experience. When I was younger, I enjoyed playing with pool noodles, making mischief with water guns, and just splashing around, sometimes “aimlessly” wandering the shallow end. Oh, and making big splashes on the diving board!

After I graduated from high school in 2005, I decided that I had so much fun going to basketball games at Southeast that I wanted to play basketball in the pool since the Hillcrest pool had a basketball hoop. And I devised rules for a solo game!

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The anniversary again!

Today is 31 July, and that means that it’s my blog’s anniversary once again!

This is the 6th anniversary, which means that Year Seven now begins.

However, unlike the ancient Hebrew calendar, there is no “shmittah” (sabbatical) year on this blog. I will continue to post (ir)regularly as I have.

Interestingly, my trip to Israel back in June was my longest period between posts in this blog’s lifetime. I suppose it means I’m consistent!


Nebraska Regional: 7 days

Semester Kickoff: 37 days

Green Bay: 94 days

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I was at the MAA MathFest yesterday and today. When I go to professional conferences, I invariably focus on going to as many talks that sound interesting.

However, it seems like a greedy algorithm that might only succeed in burning me out.

A few of my colleagues suggested using it more as a chance to catch up with former colleagues. I also know it is an important networking opportunity, but I find it more difficult to organically create conversation in professional situations than in casual situations.

Why, though? Impostor syndrome? Situational shyness? Something else?