Lady Calc Calc.
After yesterday’s video about a method of multiplication using your fingers, I taught Lady Gav Gav. Here’s how she did.
Transcription:
“Hi, it’s Lady Gav Gav here. Gavin tried to show me a method yesterday of multiplying using only your hands, er with certain numbers of course. Erm, and I just thought I’d try and do this.
“So if you want to multiply, er, say, seven by eight, one of these is your seven finger and the other’s your eight finger. Think that’s it.
“Then you multiply the… no, you don’t multiply the bottom, you mult… no, you get… you count up… Do you know what? Sod this for a game of soldiers. [Taps at calculator.] Fifty-six.
“Carry on, you little blog hogs.”
Finger food for thought.
Since recording this video, I’ve tried to teach Lady Gav Gav the method. Come back tomorrow 22/05/2012 at 7pm to find out how she got on.
Transcription:
“A fellow blogger and mathematician recently posted about a method of multiplying using your fingers, anything from from six times six to ten times ten.
“If you take those two fingers and they’re… they represent value six, seven, eight, nine and ten is your thumbs. So if you want to multiply, say, seven by eight, you’d connect the seven finger on one hand to the eight finger on the other.
“Now, I’ll take these away for the moment. You can see there’s two, four, five fingers below and including the joined ones. That’s your tens column, that’s fifty.
“And the rest of them. Three times two is six. Add them together, fifty-six. Try it with any other numbers from six to ten.
“This is great. I once bought a book on the Tractenberg system of speed mathematics with the intention of learning it. Now, I read it twice but I never quite mastered it. But this is so much easier.
“Carry on.”
It begins at home.
Transcription:
“Today, I’m being very brutal with my laundry. I’m sorting out what I’m going to keep and what I’m going to give to the charity shop.
“And with what’s left of it, I’m going to do some post-modern housework. First the washing, then the irony.
“Carry on.”
Cheese before bedtime.
When she’s struggling for song ideas, Lady Gav Gav often munches some Stilton before turning in.
She woke up from a nightmare at three o’clock that morning and recorded her next big hit, available soon in all good record stores. And a few mediocre ones.
Carry on.
Revenge of the rant.
Transcription:
“Yesterday, Monday, you may have seen a rant that I recorded on Saturday about the Royal Mail after getting a Special Delivery letter.
“And I found out what it was today, I managed to go this morning, and it was T In The Park tickets. Now, I got a confirmation e-mail at ten to two this afternoon saying my tickets should arrive in the next couple of days. So they e-mailed me basically after, well after they’d dispatched it.
“So at least it’s not bad news. I mean, we were thinking maybe it’s a jury citation, maybe it’s something important like that. But, er, I’m glad the T In The Park tickets have arrived. I’ll be… probably be covering that subject a bit more in video blogs in the near future, so I won’t go too much into it here.
“So, I feel that my rant still stands about the service from the Royal Mail. However, it wasn’t bad news in the end as I’d expected.
“Carry on.”
A right royal rant.
Update: this video was recorded on Saturday 12/05/2012, I’ve managed to pick up the letter since then, and you’ll get to find out tomorrow what it was. However, I feel that my Royal Mail rant still stands.
Transcription:
“I received a card from the Royal Mail today. Apparently I have a Special Delivery letter where a signature is required, and it’s waiting for me at my local delivery office.
“I haven’t ordered anything so what the Hell is going on? If, I mean, if it’s that important, give me a phone call, let me know what’s going on.
“This is Saturday, and according to the back, I have to wait forty-eight hours before collecting it, and even once the forty-eight hours have gone by, how am I going to manage to stick to these timetables?*
“You know, I’m working all week. The only practical day is going to be Wednesday, so basically I have to wait Sunday, Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, four days to collect it in this location which is bad enough to get to if you don’t drive, because there are no buses go up to there. You have to stop and get off, and it’s about a ten- or fifteen-minute walk away.
“So, you know, to the Royal Mail, I think you should think about people. You know, I think you should not only stick to your own timetable, actually have a think about people that work for a living, during business days and cater for them. After all, we’re paying you, not the other way round.”
* Monday, Tuesday, Thursday, Friday: 08:00 to 13:00. Wednesday 08:00 to 20:00. Saturday: 07:30 to 14:00.
Carry on.
Requiem for a lawn.
I finally got around to mowing the grass last week.
There is no transcription or music, just a lot of quick cuts.
Carry on.
#ScriptFrenzy Donation Day.
Tranccription:
“I haven’t had a lot of time to record these video blogs during Script Frenzy but I finally found a little bit of time. I’m pleased to report that I’m up to eighty-four pages at the time of recording.
“And some of you may have seen my Lego set that I made that’s helped me… helped me focus on it and try to… try to get to those hundred pages.
“But a gentle reminder first of all that this is Donation Day, April twenty-sixth so it’s time to take one of these, stick them in one of these, and send them off.
“Carry on.”
Put your hands up for #ScriptFrenzy.
Transcription:
“I have two laptop computers. I’ve got my posh one behind me that never leaves the house, it’s all pristine and clean, and I have Hawking. It’s all cracked and in some places damaged, and against all the odds, it keeps going. It’s just brilliant. And it’s on this one that I’m writing Script Frenzy.
“Now, that’s a competition in April to write a hundred-page script and there’s no prize, it’s just for your own general satisfaction, but I write it on this one because I don’t mind taking this one out of the house to meet up with people.
“So, er, a few days in, this is what I’ve got, I’ll read you a little excerpt: ‘Act one, scene one. It’s a dark and stormy night.’
“Okay, well that’s as far as I’ve got with that one, but it’s coming on, isn’t it?
“Carry on.”
Happy birthday to @MacLoudMusic.
To combat the rising price of stamps, I’ve sent you this video message instead.
Transcription:
“Baby, baby, baby, oh. Like, baby, baby, baby, oh, oh. Hi Heather, have… have a top birthday no matter what you get up to. Next time you’re in Glasgow, we… we must meet up, it’s been, er, it’s been too long.
“And in the meantime, I’ll listen out for you in the album charts with that brand-new album you’re writing. Isn’t that right? Thought so.
“Tell you what, whatever happens, it’ll be a lot better than some of the acts that are in there at the moment.
“Carry on.”
Hair we go.
I eventually shaved off my facial hair. I did get a couple of compliments, both from older women, but it was getting too itchy and warm, and it seems to have partially cleared up my rash.
In reality, it took around thirty minutes, but here is the process in thirty seconds to the theme from Countdown.
Carry on.
Nice to meat you.
Transcription:
“I saw someone on telly eating a Cumberland sausage this morning and it really put me in the mood for one.
“But at only seven hundred calories per sausage, I think I’d better stop by the gym at some point today.
“Carry on.”
Slides beside the seaside.
On Sunday, I took my camera to a viewing platform over the River Tay and I made this video postcard, looking first to the East, then clockwise around.
It was sunny but windy and I tried my best to keep the picture still. There is no background music or sound effects; what you hear is what I recorded.
Carry on.
Hang on Sloopy.
We’ve all been kept on hold by large companies. Just think how long you’d be waiting if your call wasn’t important to them.
The background music is Spring from Vivaldi’s Four Seasons.
Carry on.
I’ve upped my standards. Up yours.
I wouldn’t normally be so visible about my frustrations, but I made this short video on Tuesday after, among other annoyances, a badly-coded CD copying program ruined two discs.
It’s not suitable for work unless you’re an rapper.
Carry on.
