September 23, 2006

I Have Arrived

I just actually had the thought "What are those kids doing on my lawn?"

(Answer: Retrieving their football, which they are throwing awfully close to my car IMO. Also, they turn out to be college students.)

The title reminds humble old me: "Must We Know What We Say?" is now in print. You can also get it from Duke's Philosophical Review site here. The contents of many other issues are on the site, but I think the April 2005 issue with MWKWWS in it is the most recent in print for now.

And "How Causal Probabilities Might Fit into Our Objectively Indeterministic World," which I wrote with Nuel Belnap, is available here (journal ToC; you need to be able to access Synthese through Ingenta Connect to get the article that way). I'm not sure if it's in paper yet, or if (more likely) it's been in print for a while and the journal forgot to tell me.

But the point is that I had the thought, "What are those kids doing on my lawn?" Though now they're gone.

Posted by Matt Weiner at September 23, 2006 06:26 PM

What came of it? Did you shake your fist?

Posted by: The Modesto Kid at September 25, 2006 10:26 AM

No, I just stuck my head out the door to see what was going on (hadn't been able to tell through closed blinds). OTOH I am currently not pleased about the mounds of fresh dog poop.

Posted by: Matt Weiner at September 25, 2006 12:04 PM

I thought, let's see, to keep dogs from your lawn you can use lion poop. More practically, an online site says to sprinkle cayenne pepper around. But the cat won't like it either.

Posted by: Matt's mom at September 26, 2006 12:18 PM

If a bunch of kids left mounds of dog poop on my lawn, I'd be displeased too. And a little disturbed. Shouldn't it be kid poop? On the other hand, if it was actually dogs wearing kid costumes on your lawn, that would explain everything.

Posted by: Ben at September 26, 2006 04:36 PM

The cat is not a stakeholder in the front yard. She stays indoors.

Posted by: Matt Weiner at September 26, 2006 08:26 PM

Piss off the neighborhood kids! Insult them! Tell them to go home to mommy! (Worked for me when I caught one of them about to urinate into my living room window.)

Posted by: Abbie Normal at September 28, 2006 12:41 PM