those weird math people
So yesterday I spent the day in Buford with the Garrisons, sewing my curtains. I enjoyed the day for the most part, but then towards the evening something really strange happened. We were having a pleasant conversation when, out of nowhere, Mr. Garrison says something about the first perfect square of some special set of numbers being 144. Susan was estatic over this, since 144 is her favorite number. Now, this wouldn’t have been so bad… except the conversation didn’t…