World's Worst Detective

World's Worst Detective

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What's the biggest number?
Mar 5, 2025

Today we'll address a question that has long occupied the minds of children, mathematicians, and child mathematicians: What's the biggest number? Child A: When I grow up, I'm gonna have a million dollars. Child B: Well, when I grow up, I'm gonna have a billion dollars. Child A: Oh yeah? Well, I'm gonna have a billion billion dollars. Child B: Well, I'm gonna have a zillion dollars. Child A: Ok, well, then I'm gonna have infinity dollars. Child B: Fine, then I'll have infinity infinity dollars. Child A: Well, I'm gonna have however many dollars you have, plus one! Whereas the dialogue above illustrates a naive, blustering approach to the question, we will investigate the topic with rigor in the name of science and progress....

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Album: For Murray and Lillian — Eddie Barbash
Released: Aug 10, 2021
RIYL: Charlie Parker With Strings, joy
If you had to listen to one song: Dança da Fauna
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One day, I was curious who the saxophonist on Vulfpeck’s “Eddie Buzzsaw” was and came across this album. Instant joy.

A few months later, I was listening to “Dança da Fauna” while riding my bike. It wasn’t a great bike, but it had this beautiful, old wooden crate mounted on the back that predated the previous owner. As I pulled up to my apartment building, I brought my right leg over to the left side so I could perform a smooth dismount.

Unfortunately, I didn’t have my balance quite right and the bike slipped from under me, resulting in perhaps the most embarrassing bike crash of my life. Gathering my bearings, I determined that I wasn’t hurt, but the wooden crate had practically snapped in half.

I wanted to be sad. But “Dança da Fauna” was playing in my ears, and so instead I was joyful. In that moment, I could see that life is full of so many accidents and misfortunes, all you can do sometimes is laugh at the capriciousness of it all.

I’m usually pretty biased against alto saxophone. It’s not that it’s bad, but more that I rarely hear an alto saxophone solo that I wouldn’t rather hear on a tenor. Cannonball Adderley is an obvious exception, and it looks like I have to make another exception for this album. Eddie Barbash makes such great use of the upper range of his instrument, and his lines are so melodic they easily get stuck in my head.

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Hey! I'm Marcos, and I'm interested in math and logic, music, transit, games, language, and most things nyc. I'm not 100% sure where the "world's worst detective" moniker came from, but I feel like it started because of a quixotic investigation I undertook into the deaths of seven koi fish at my college. I have another website, but that didn't seem like the right place to dump all the things I want to put on the internet for nobody to read.