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Post by Farrar on Oct 3, 2016 15:08:37 GMT -5
So far no though farrar is being coy about it Here she is a few years later. And I'm having pc issues so I' m not online as often as before, for now at least. Be grateful  Just don't want to spoil it for the others...but if you insist  {Spoiler: Click to show}MM |
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Post by Ish Kabbible on Oct 3, 2016 15:14:41 GMT -5
Farrar got it. Take credit for what you know, my man |
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Post by Farrar on Oct 3, 2016 15:23:02 GMT -5
I don't think I would've recognized her though, Ish, had I not seen that same pic before elsewhere.
The second picture looks more like her.
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Post by Prince Hal on Oct 3, 2016 15:27:55 GMT -5
Never would have guessed.
The clue made me think it might be Mike Minor of Petticaot Junction.
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Post by coke & comics on Oct 4, 2016 20:02:00 GMT -5
I gave this as a bonus activity on a quiz to some students years ago. The base problem was taken out of a favorite math book, "The Art and Craft of Problem Solving", by Paul Zeitz. The version below is my own. I thought about cleaning up a couple particularly cringeworthy phrasings, but I think the atrocity of the poetry is part of its charm. I will remind the audience this was written many years ago in my misspent youth as a math teacher.
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This was taken from The Art and Craft of Problem Solving by Paul Zeitz.
I do hope that his lawyers will put up no fights.
The embedding into bad poetry is mine, but spare me your wrath.
I don’t study rhetoric, I majored in math.
Consider now the following rhyme,
which begins, as all should, once upon a time.
There was once a census taker with ages to record, self-satisfaction his only reward.
And there was also a lovely lady sweeping her floor interrupted by a knock at her door.
“Hello,” said she to this man, “what can I do for you, dear?”
“I need the ages of kids who live here.”
“Ah”, said she. “Well, I have three daughters, all born in June, the dears.
“The product of their ages is 36 years.”
He paused and then answered, “That is not what I need to know.
“I have censes to take and miles to go.”
“Oh I see,” said the lady, clearly amused,
“E’en if I told you the sum of the ages, you’d still be confused.”
“Ma’am,” he now pleaded, “Can’t you answer plain?”
“I can tell you my oldest daughter can be quite a pain,”
was all that she eventually replied.
“Thank you,” the man said as he took his leave, quite satisfied.
For he had many ages to number,
and yet many miles to go before he could slumber.
What are the three ages, if the ma’am has not lied?
(That all ages are integers is here implied)
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Post by Ish Kabbible on Oct 4, 2016 20:17:39 GMT -5
I was eating some pudding when I saw your puzzle
Deep in thought I began to guzzle
The pudding it vanished and I was so blue
But the answer at least I do have 2
1,6,6
2,2,9
Added:if the oldest daughter, singular, is a pain, then 2,2,9 ends this game
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Post by coke & comics on Oct 4, 2016 20:24:52 GMT -5
I was eating some pudding when I saw your puzzle Deep in thought I began to guzzle The pudding it vanished and I was so blue But the answer at least I do have 2 1,6,6 2,2,9 No self-respecting census taker would leave if he felt he had anything but a clear answer. |
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Post by Ish Kabbible on Oct 4, 2016 20:27:10 GMT -5
I was eating some pudding when I saw your puzzle Deep in thought I began to guzzle The pudding it vanished and I was so blue But the answer at least I do have 2 1,6,6 2,2,9 No self-respecting census taker would leave if he felt he had anything but a clear answer. See above to my added line If there's a prize, it should be mine |
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Post by coke & comics on Oct 4, 2016 20:28:06 GMT -5
I was eating some pudding when I saw your puzzle Deep in thought I began to guzzle The pudding it vanished and I was so blue But the answer at least I do have 2 1,6,6 2,2,9 Added:if the oldest daughter, singular, is a pain, then 2,2,9 ends this game That is correct, sir. I was afraid you were going to call me on perhaps the weakest part of it, that two daughters could be 6, born less than a year apart. To counter the fear, I went and changed a line: “Ah”, said she. “Well, I have three daughters, all born in June, the dears. But you had already found my intended answer. Well done. |
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Post by Rob Allen on Oct 12, 2016 20:10:58 GMT -5
And here's this week's Puzzler:
RAY: Stevie decides to take his motorcycle to work to enjoy the nice warm, sunny weather. On his way there he looks up and sees one of those big signs that display the time and temperature. The temperature comes up in Fahrenheit, and a few seconds later it comes up in centigrade. Stevie says, "Hah! That's interesting. The digits are exactly reversed." For example, it might have read 31 degrees Fahrenheit, and when it showed the centigrade reading it said "13." At the end of the day, when he comes out of work, he realizes he should have checked the weather forecast. It’s drizzly, rainy and cold, and he has to get back on his motorcycle. He's riding home when he comes to the same intersection. He thinks, "What are the chances I'd ever see that again?" He knows it's a different temperature because it's not warm and sunny anymore. He sees the temperature in Fahrenheit, and the temperature in centigrade. TOM: Let me guess! They're the same digits reversed, again. RAY: What are the chances? Only in a puzzler could this happen! The question is, what was the temperature in the morning when he went to work, and what was the temperature when he went home?
Note - "centigrade" is now more commonly called "Celsius". Here's the answer: RAY: It turns out that in the morning when the sun was out and it was balmy, it was 28 degrees Celsius, which is 82 degrees Fahrenheit. At night when he came home and it was rainy, it was 16 degrees and 61 degrees. It has to be between 50 and 99 Fahrenheit. Below 50 is 10 degrees Centigrade; you can't reverse the digits if it's nine degrees Centigrade. Between 50 and 99, these are the only temperatures where they're reversed. And the next Puzzler: RAY: A customer called up the other day and said that a brake job we had done had gone awry. We had put new pads and new disk rotors on his Volvo and it was all right for several months. But the customer says, “Gee, now when I step on the brakes I get a rumbling. The harder I step on the brakes the worse it is. In fact, I don't really feel it at low speeds or if I step on it gently even at high speeds, but if I really lay onto the brakes, I feel that shuddering in the car.” He says one of those new disks must be warped. And we say we doubt it. Anyway, he brings the car in and we drive it around and sure enough, he's right. It is showing the classic symptom. We put the car up, we put the dial indicator on it and determine that there's nothing wrong with the disk. We check all the bushings. We check everything. And we can find nothing wrong, but to humor him we put four new disks on. We drive the car and exactly the same thing happens. Back up on the lift it goes. And hours go by. We have Ralph chained to his toolbox until he figures this out. He's standing there right smack in the middle of the car with wrenches in hand and he's ready to remove something. I ask him what he’s doing and he says, “I know what's wrong with it.” What problem did Ralph identify? |
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Post by Rob Allen on Oct 31, 2016 17:38:50 GMT -5
RAY: A customer called up the other day and said that a brake job we had done had gone awry. We had put new pads and new disk rotors on his Volvo and it was all right for several months. But the customer says, “Gee, now when I step on the brakes I get a rumbling. The harder I step on the brakes the worse it is. In fact, I don't really feel it at low speeds or if I step on it gently even at high speeds, but if I really lay onto the brakes, I feel that shuddering in the car.” He says one of those new disks must be warped. And we say we doubt it. Anyway, he brings the car in and we drive it around and sure enough, he's right. It is showing the classic symptom. We put the car up, we put the dial indicator on it and determine that there's nothing wrong with the disk. We check all the bushings. We check everything. And we can find nothing wrong, but to humor him we put four new disks on. We drive the car and exactly the same thing happens. Back up on the lift it goes. And hours go by. We have Ralph chained to his toolbox until he figures this out. He's standing there right smack in the middle of the car with wrenches in hand and he's ready to remove something. I ask him what he’s doing and he says, “I know what's wrong with it.” What problem did Ralph identify? Here's the answer: RAY: Yes, Dick had a seized universal joint. What happens is when you step on the brakes hard, the car does something called nosing or diving, the front bumper dives to the ground. The drive shaft has universal joints on it which must flex, but if one of those universal joints is seized when you're asking it to flex to accommodate this new angle of operation, it begins to shake like crazy. It was only doing it on hard braking. So Ralph figured out that it was because the thing was nosing and causing that seized joint to have to try to bend, and it couldn't, and that was causing the vibration. Pretty nifty, eh? I've missed a couple of weeks, but here's the latest Puzzler: RAY: This puzzler is historic, folkloric, automotive -- and, hopefully, not idiotic or pathetic. It was sent in by Laura Adamson, who writes: "This took place in the early 1970's, during the first gas crunch, when there were long lines at gas stations. My friend Maryann lived in a rural neighborhood in upstate New York, and someone was sneaking around late at night siphoning gasoline. Maryann and the sheriff got together and hatched a plan to catch the thief. It involved using Maryann's car, and its full tank of gasoline as the bait. Unlike many of her neighbors, Maryann did not own a locking gas cap, so her tank was very siphonable. The idea wasn't to catch the thief with a secret alarm, hidden cameras, or anything like that. They would catch the thief just by allowing him or her to siphon the gas and take it home for use in their own car. The thief did strike and siphon her gas, and it was the end of the gas thefts. The question is, what trap did they lay, and what was it about Maryann's car that made it easy to figure out who the gas thief was? |
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Post by Wild Card on Nov 22, 2016 6:12:50 GMT -5
RAY: A customer called up the other day and said that a brake job we had done had gone awry. We had put new pads and new disk rotors on his Volvo and it was all right for several months. But the customer says, “Gee, now when I step on the brakes I get a rumbling. The harder I step on the brakes the worse it is. In fact, I don't really feel it at low speeds or if I step on it gently even at high speeds, but if I really lay onto the brakes, I feel that shuddering in the car.” He says one of those new disks must be warped. And we say we doubt it. Anyway, he brings the car in and we drive it around and sure enough, he's right. It is showing the classic symptom. We put the car up, we put the dial indicator on it and determine that there's nothing wrong with the disk. We check all the bushings. We check everything. And we can find nothing wrong, but to humor him we put four new disks on. We drive the car and exactly the same thing happens. Back up on the lift it goes. And hours go by. We have Ralph chained to his toolbox until he figures this out. He's standing there right smack in the middle of the car with wrenches in hand and he's ready to remove something. I ask him what he’s doing and he says, “I know what's wrong with it.” What problem did Ralph identify? Here's the answer: RAY: Yes, Dick had a seized universal joint. What happens is when you step on the brakes hard, the car does something called nosing or diving, the front bumper dives to the ground. The drive shaft has universal joints on it which must flex, but if one of those universal joints is seized when you're asking it to flex to accommodate this new angle of operation, it begins to shake like crazy. It was only doing it on hard braking. So Ralph figured out that it was because the thing was nosing and causing that seized joint to have to try to bend, and it couldn't, and that was causing the vibration. Pretty nifty, eh? I've missed a couple of weeks, but here's the latest Puzzler: RAY: This puzzler is historic, folkloric, automotive -- and, hopefully, not idiotic or pathetic. It was sent in by Laura Adamson, who writes: "This took place in the early 1970's, during the first gas crunch, when there were long lines at gas stations. My friend Maryann lived in a rural neighborhood in upstate New York, and someone was sneaking around late at night siphoning gasoline. Maryann and the sheriff got together and hatched a plan to catch the thief. It involved using Maryann's car, and its full tank of gasoline as the bait. Unlike many of her neighbors, Maryann did not own a locking gas cap, so her tank was very siphonable. The idea wasn't to catch the thief with a secret alarm, hidden cameras, or anything like that. They would catch the thief just by allowing him or her to siphon the gas and take it home for use in their own car. The thief did strike and siphon her gas, and it was the end of the gas thefts. The question is, what trap did they lay, and what was it about Maryann's car that made it easy to figure out who the gas thief was? I'd never have figured out the first one. As for the siphon one, my guess is that they out something in the gas. Something that led to the thief's car having a unique issue that would have led the police to him/her. I mean, that's the trap I'd have laid to catch him if I didn't have use of cameras or alarms or something. Maybe sugar or salt or oil? I'm not sure what would cause what issue though. I believe there's something that can cause nasty black smoke to emit or something? Or maybe it stalled the car and had to to be taken to he shop and the police talked to all the local car shops to be on the lookout for bag type of issue being brought in? I dunno, may I have a hint? |
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Post by Rob Allen on Nov 22, 2016 12:05:48 GMT -5
I'd never have figured out the first one. As for the siphon one, my guess is that they out something in the gas. Something that led to the thief's car having a unique issue that would have led the police to him/her. I mean, that's the trap I'd have laid to catch him if I didn't have use of cameras or alarms or something. Maybe sugar or salt or oil? I'm not sure what would cause what issue though. I believe there's something that can cause nasty black smoke to emit or something? Or maybe it stalled the car and had to to be taken to he shop and the police talked to all the local car shops to be on the lookout for bag type of issue being brought in? I dunno, may I have a hint? You're on the right track. There's something about her car that makes the gas different. How about I post the answer tomorrow if no one gets it? |
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Post by Wild Card on Nov 22, 2016 12:51:37 GMT -5
I'd never have figured out the first one. As for the siphon one, my guess is that they out something in the gas. Something that led to the thief's car having a unique issue that would have led the police to him/her. I mean, that's the trap I'd have laid to catch him if I didn't have use of cameras or alarms or something. Maybe sugar or salt or oil? I'm not sure what would cause what issue though. I believe there's something that can cause nasty black smoke to emit or something? Or maybe it stalled the car and had to to be taken to he shop and the police talked to all the local car shops to be on the lookout for bag type of issue being brought in? I dunno, may I have a hint? You're on the right track. There's something about her car that makes the gas different. How about I post the answer tomorrow if no one gets it? Something about...her car that makes the gas different? Does it have anything to do with the year? |
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Post by Wild Card on Nov 22, 2016 12:55:42 GMT -5
I'd never have figured out the first one. As for the siphon one, my guess is that they out something in the gas. Something that led to the thief's car having a unique issue that would have led the police to him/her. I mean, that's the trap I'd have laid to catch him if I didn't have use of cameras or alarms or something. Maybe sugar or salt or oil? I'm not sure what would cause what issue though. I believe there's something that can cause nasty black smoke to emit or something? Or maybe it stalled the car and had to to be taken to he shop and the police talked to all the local car shops to be on the lookout for bag type of issue being brought in? I dunno, may I have a hint? You're on the right track. There's something about her car that makes the gas different. How about I post the answer tomorrow if no one gets it? WAIT! Didn't certain cars back in the day have this...engine that required the gas be mixed with something? That if you put in another car if would totally..mess things up? I think a stroke engine? Or stoke? GAH, I don't want to Google this?? |
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