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12.11.07 # 9:23 # Adventures in Real Life # No CommentRecently I had occasion to attend a social gathering with a number of my FaceBook friends. Much alcohol and "junk" food was consumed; and, as is always the case when this particular crowd gathers, there was much philosophical debate. At one point Kev happened to mention in passing that he believed I was a square. Now at the time he meant it in the best possible way, however I felt inclined to politely disagree with him.
"I am far more than a plane figure with four equal sides and four right angles.", I protested, "I am much more of a parallelogram with equal sides that is not a rectangle (i.e. a rhombus)."
I think the reason that some of friends think of me as being square-ish is because after quaffing much Blue Beaver Beer I tend to remain the same calm, good natured person that I am at all times. I would never pick a fight with a bar-stool, nor would I pick up a total stranger, take her back to my place and engage in a lively round of pictionary. I know that some of my friends do exactly that sort of thing after drinking heavily.
Personally I identify myself with the noble rhombus due to the fact that although it is somewhat square-ish, it definitely has some unique properties to it. It is not stuck being all right angles, it has enough flexibility to range (at least theoretically) anywhere from 89 degrees to 1 degree. I most certainly have such range. After all what square would ever even consider bringing this sort of a cake to a philosophical debate night:
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