Hotlanta

Whirlwind trip to the South. Lots to think about, from the NCTM conference, to the YTI reunion, to wild shenanigans with Grether at the local "watering hole" ("meat market" may be more correct...). I was pretty proud of myself for hooking Z up with the hottest girl in the club. My line was "Have you ever met a rocket scientist? No, well, let me introduce you to Zach." After that, Z's mojo took over, and before she left he had her number. What a stud. This girl was pretty cute; she looked like Britney Spears pre-K-Fed. Anyway, chances are always slim with someone that you meet at a bar, but as the sage Norm Constantine always says, "You can't score if you don't shoot." In general, I'd say that if I get a girl's number at a bar, the chances of anything semi-serious happening (let's say, a minimum of 4 dates), are about 1 in 5. In other words, of all the numbers I've gotten, there are about 4 times as many busts as hits. Ballpark. Then, other factors can tilt the odds either way (generally lower though).