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Passionflower2 2003-12-11 03:37

New
 
Hi, I am new. I am a college senior at EWU. Spokane Wa.. I have been a senior a long time as I can not pass the algebra class:w00t: so would just be a kick in the pants to find that big number :bounce: Othwerise im a single mom and freelance writer and artist. :showoff: yeah i do a lot. I may suck at math but look for my book to come out soon :grin: Honestly i do like numbers. i use them a lot :sick: So here is to finding that big prime number and good luck to all of you too! :love:

Passionflower2

E_tron 2003-12-11 06:27

Re: New
 
Good luck in the search and have fun:grin: .

edorajh 2003-12-11 07:01

:smile:

Welcome aboard! And good luck in your searching for next Mersenne prime number!

:wink:

BotXXX 2003-12-11 08:28

Welcome aboard :rolleyes:

And what is you book about? Just to fullfill my intrest :wink:

Passionflower2 2003-12-11 08:39

The first one is ironic dark poetry. None of the slobbering love stuff!:sick: I have two sci fi novels in the works and am working on a childrens book at the moment.

lpmurray 2003-12-11 08:54

Re: New
 
[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Passionflower2 [/i]
[B]Hi, I am new. I am a college senior at EWU. Spokane Wa.. I have been a senior a long time as I can not pass the algebra class:w00t: so would just be a kick in the pants to find that big number :bounce: Othwerise im a single mom and freelance writer and artist. :showoff: yeah i do a lot. I may suck at math but look for my book to come out soon :grin: Honestly i do like numbers. i use them a lot :sick: So here is to finding that big prime number and good luck to all of you too! :love:

Passionflower2 [/B][/QUOTE]

WELCOME TO THE HUNT PASIONFLOWER2. WHAT I HOPE YOU'LL FIND IS THE PEOPLE AROUND HERE ARE A GREAT BUNCH, AND ARE WILLNG TO ANSWER ANY QUESTONS YOU MIGHT HAVE. HOPE YOU GET THE MERSENNE BUG LIKE THE REST OF US AND KEEP ON SEARCHING. THE GREATEST THING IS THAT IT MIGHT HAVE BEEN ABOUT 2 YEARS SINCE THE PRIME BEFORE THIS ONE WAS FOUND, BUT SOMEONE COULD FIND ANOTHER ONE TOMORROW AND THAT SOMEONE COULD BE YOU.
GOOD LUCK AND KEEP A HUNTING
LARRY

edorajh 2003-12-11 09:06

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Passionflower2 [/i]
[B] I have two sci fi novels in the works and am working on a childrens book at the moment. [/B][/QUOTE]

I love SF! Be sure to inform us here when you finish them! :bounce:

TauCeti 2003-12-11 09:16

[QUOTE][i]Originally posted by Passionflower2 [/i]
[B]The first one is ironic dark poetry. [/B][/QUOTE]
Is that related to the paradoxical dark poetry of D.H. Rumsfeld?

[B]A Confession[/B]
Once in a while,
I'm standing here, doing something.
And I think,
"What in the world am I doing here?"
It's a big surprise.

[I]—May 16, 2001, interview with the New York Times[/I]

ewmayer 2003-12-11 16:11

Here's a link more complete set of Rummy's poems:

[url]http://slate.msn.com/id/2081042/[/url]

My personal favorite is the hypnotic cadence of

[b]Clarity[/b]
I think what you'll find,
I think what you'll find is,
Whatever it is we do substantively,
There will be near-perfect clarity
As to what it is.

And it will be known,
And it will be known to the Congress,
And it will be known to you,
Probably before we decide it,
But it will be known.

[i]--Feb. 28, 2003, Department of Defense briefing[/i]

I_like_tomatoes 2003-12-11 17:41

Wow - you used a lot of smileys! :help:

Welcome abord!

Passionflower2 2003-12-11 17:58

One of my poems
 
Grass Meanies

By Noreene M. Bailey

Stay off the grass!
Darn those warning signs,
watchdogs over lush portraits of green.
My toes tingle in my sneakers
aching to strip and streak
through lush damp herbavoric blades,
locked in rubber concrete pounders.
Angry and cramped
my painted toenails debut
restrained in canvass.
Grass is forbidden now
a luxury designated to dimpled white balls
chemically nurtured masterpieces
of living cultivated status symbols
now forbidden from tickling toes
or tempting idle children
into mown seas of endless imaginations
even characteristic dandelions
are uninvited pariahs of gardening
Forgotten are their magic
small fingers holding their wands
blowing seeds of dreams
parachutes of hopes
of adults they want to be
My toes rarely escape shoes now
they are prisoners of culture
ordered to concrete paths
angular, linear and hard
unforgiving if you stray

©2003 Noreen M. Bailey


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