That math class

I have decided that it is imperative that I take this Mathematical Logic course. After having read the book in English, I have a semblance of understanding, and I understood more of the material when the professor actually was here this week to teach the course...which leads to the next reason why I feel compelled to continue the class. He walks into the room with his motorcycle helmet, leather jacket, and carbon fiber hard-case backback, and I almost fall over on the floor laughing. My math teacher is a motorhead. A tall, bald guy with an ear piercing, tight jeans, and a six-pack. That will teach me not to judge mathematicians. Next time I see a muscly guy wearing a surfer t-shirt, I will wonder if he knows how to make a decomposition tree for a well-formed formula.