Counterattack of the Dreamer

Good (or bad) timing can be a funny (or tragic) thing.  Coincidence can make or break a day, week, life, if you let it.

from New Math by Craig Damrauer

But enough babble.  My recent brush with coincidence has led to a website called New Math, and it’s just chock full of life’s equations, all of them far cooler than my happiness quotient from my last post.  That’s saying a lot, because I think pretty highly of my happiness quotient.

My path to New Math was via another very cool blog-ish entity called Soul Pancake.  Also worth checking out.  This dude seems to be tackling life’s big questions in quite the intriguing and sophisticated fashion.  Wonder what his formula for happiness would be.

Twenty-six years of rigorous research have finally come to fruition.  How happy I am on a given day is indeed derivable.  Considering my happiness quotient on a scale of 1-30, with 1 being too sad to face the world and 30 being ecstatic as a European soccer star after a hat trick, the formula looks a likah dis:

happiness quotient

In conversation yesterday, while delineating my theory to a confidante, a question I had not yet pondered came to light.  What happens to the formula if I find myself whistling while solo kitchen dancing?  I fear the very foundations of our universe could come undone in the face of such unstable glee, but as I take it upon myself to answer the hard questions in life, I intend to set myself to the task of this new derivation for the next twenty-six years.