I have reached the age where I am begrudgingly beginning to admit that I am no longer a kid anymore. This forlorn realization, which good friends and good drink are unable to long quell, brings with it the fearful realization that I need to think about the time I will not be able to work, that blissful utopia that all WASP males and others refer to as retirement. The mathematical education that I obtained while I was earning degrees in engineering, coupled with the fact that most of my mail comes from Bill, i.e., phone Bill, gas Bill, etc., have … Continue reading Diversification for Lemmings