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Tuesday, February 12th, 2008
Social, Virtual, Academic
I’ve always wanted to play a house game of Apples to Apples. Because birthday parties are formulated around one’s deepest wishes and longest-held desires, I got to play this game last Saturday.
It wasn’t anyone’s birthday in particular that day, but it lay nicely between ![[info]](http://stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small}
tolchocky’s and mine, so it was chosen as the day for festivites. Tradition was mostly ignored; there was no “Happy Birthday” and no cake. But we had massena, paul_stansifer, Katie, Emily, our Christine, cawthraven, Dina (who apparently has history with paul_stansifer and bananas), Colin, Seth, Gavin, Jake, and two acquaintances of Christine/Gavin.
Apples to Apples started as a way to pass the time before guests showed up. Index cards were cut into fourths; nouns (”check-out line at Shaw’s”, “othercriteria’s abs”, “the military-industrial complex”, “risk aversion”) and adjectives (”tubular”, “soporific”, “Irish”) were scrawled and crudely illustrated. The nouns were exhausted by about four rounds into the game, so a crash program of just-in-time writing and recycling was instituted. And remarkably, the game continued through most of the night. It was not nearly as awkward as it could have been.
Meanwhile, in more virtual doings, I’ve written what’s basically a “hello, world” for the Apache/web.py/MySQL stack. It’s a todo list for myself with a read-only public interface and a read/write admin interface. It looks pretty primitive, with no chrome or bling beyond the favicon, but it was a lot of fun to piece together and should make me a bit less flaky.
Finally, I got my first grad school admit, to Brown’s Division of Applied Math Ph.D. program, with fellowship support. Still waiting to hear from the other four schools I got applications in to.
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Sunday, January 13th, 2008
Fire!
Today was fire day at my apartment.
I was in my room, coding up a storm with paul_stansifer. We’d made some real progress on the front-end and were moving into some of the machine learning validation, but that’s another story. Ned poked his head in and asked if I smelled anything strange. I didn’t, but as I walked towards the kitchen, an odor of burning plastic started to assert itself. We looked around, didn’t see anything alight, and headed downstairs to see what was amiss. I went out the front and Ned took the back. It was fortunate that the competent and worldly one walked into the room where the charred hulk of a power strip was burning. He managed to put it out.
My contribution was to flag down a passing car–my cell phone has been missing for several days and no excuses can be made for Paul–and talk them into calling 911. Emergency response folks showed up, and had the courtesy not to take out any doors or windows while establishing that the danger had passed.
Even after extensive airing out, which had really started before the fire because it was such a nice day, there are still areas that smell of burning. I imagine it will be worse downstairs once the occupants, our landlords, get back from their trip.
Throughout the whole event, no smoke detector alarms sounded. I don’t have renter’s insurance. This could have played out in different ways that could have really sucked.
Plus, I can imagine the disappointed but not all that surprised look that tolchocky would have assumed upon seeing me and paul_stansifer gazing up helplessly at the house that we failed at not-burning.
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Saturday, December 22nd, 2007
Sugar.
Updating from the OLPC XO-1. This thing is a barrel of green and white fun and a technological wonder.
This should prove very useful when we head out to Grammy and Grampy’s for Christmas. I still have grad school applications to finish for Brown Applied Math, University of Minnesota Math, Harvard School of Engineering and Applied Science, and NYU Math. What could be better than tweaking essays on a keyboard with little chiclet-style keys? Actually, tolchocky is of the opinion that the apps get done tomorrow. On a real computer. Concurring would be the not-stupid thing to do.
Bands seen since last post: B For Brontosaurus (twice), Fiery Furnaces, Spoon, Professor Pez.
Types of pants acquired since last post: used leather
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Monday, November 12th, 2007
Perks.
Because I work for the behemoth that is JNJ, I get to use the online company store that sells JNJ products at super discounts. I promised my mother, a while ago, that I’d try to get her most recent contact lenses (Acuvue is a trademark of VIstakon) through there.
Turns out that I can’t. I apologize to mother, and ask if there’s anything else I could get. I end up having obligated myself to buying as many tampons (o.b. is a trademark of McNeil-PPC) as the site will let me purchase. For my mother and sister. Yay?
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Saturday, October 27th, 2007
Marathon Prep.
I’m on shaky ground saying that the final stage of pre-marathon preparation started last night with Pasta Bash 2007 (thanks to massena, happiestlemur, sandomi, Natalie, Seth, Zoe, and Jane for variously showing up and helping with the food). The final stage might have been tonight’s two-miler. Or the week before last where tending to tolchocky during a nasty cold had me tapering down to nothing for a few days. Or the last long run down and around Chelsea, over the Tobin Bridge to Boston, and then back home on Mass. Ave. It’s arbitrary but last night feels about right.
It’s been little stuff since then. Buying Gu packs and obscenely short shorts. Taking the Plymouth-Brockton down to the Cape to stay with Grammy and Grampy for the night before. Forgetting my watch and then discovering that using myPod for timing would violate USATF rules. Eating even more pasta.
Anyways, it’s 8:13p right now which means I need to get to sleep. I brought Modern Quantum Chemistry (Ostlund and Szabo) which should do the job.
Tomorrow, race summary and results. Plus, a list of grad schools that I’m applying to.
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Monday, September 17th, 2007
Authors.
So I think there’s a trend going on. A few weeks back (the night that Clay Buccholz pitched his no-hitter), I was with tolchocky and Seth at The People’s Republik in Cambridge. We were enjoying our respective drinks when I noticed a young woman reading Allan Bloom’s The Closing of the American Mind. It was sort of inexplicable. Even I don’t bring books to bars?
Then, Saturday before last, I was in South Boston for the Ollie Road Race 5-miler. After the race finished (I finished in 33:36, placing 62/167 among males 20-29), I saw a guy in his thirties reading the same book.
Finally, there was a retrospective/review of the Bloom book in the New York Times Sunday Book Review. So I really want to know what’s going on here. The zeitgeist is apparently all about this book right now. Is this just a twentieth anniversary of publication thing? Is it something more sinister?
Also, Robert Jordan is dead. I guess we’ll never find out if Rand al’Thor kills Voldemort or vice versa at Tarmon Gai’don. Bummer.
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Monday, August 20th, 2007
Lepidoptera.
What did I do to deserve an infestation of Indian meal moths.
And when did I forget enough ecology to think that killing them all as I see them is a sound management strategy?
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Saturday, August 11th, 2007
Wow.
The ban on sexual matters is also observed fairly pedantically, though as time has elapsed Rowling has probably acquired male readers who find themselves having vaguely impure thoughts about Hermione Granger (if not, because the thing seems somehow impossible, about Ginny Weasley).
In the above, Christopher Hitchens shows that he has a bit left to learn about the Harry Potter fandom.
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Monday, July 23rd, 2007
Opinions
I’m short on time but long on opinions.
HPV: Bad STD, pretty decent movie. Things were cut to the bone, but there wasn’t anything missing that I wished was there.
Presentation tomorrow: Chance to show that I can actually finish projects. Favorable.
Harry and the Potters at Harvard Yard: Wow.
Cape Cod Marathon: Four weeks too soon. I’m jumping into week five of Hal Higdon’s Intermediate-1 plan.
tolchocky: Awesome.
Windows XP shell: Completely broken with respect to Perl.
DH: Epilogue was saccharin and gratuitous. Dead characters have better things to be doing than giving exposition. Otherwise, adequate.
Homemade salsa: Needs chiles. Can massena give me his recipe?
Vermont trip: As much fun as can be had with one’s clothes on. Surprising lack of nakedness.
Letter to self from 12th grade: Hilarious. The manner in which I am a tool deserves its own post.
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Sunday, July 1st, 2007
Fluff.
Mostly a fluff entry.
The cello was taken to Claire Givens in Minneapolis and estimated to be a complete loss. A neck graft would be required and it seems that those are very expensive. So insurance should cover the full assessed value of the cello, and I can put the money to work in getting a new instrument.
My first sign that something was wrong.
A view from the other side, inconveniently rotated.
The luggage tag summarizing the stupid choice that led to the disaster.
Yesterday was Lake Party at Jon’s Uncle Ed’s cabin on Lake Hitchcock in Wolcott, CT. Great quantities of food and fun were had by all. Jon’s parents were gracious enough to let me and Seth stay at their house after Lake Party. Decorating one of their walls was a series of ornithological and botanical prints. From these, I was able to deduce a plant near work I had been nerding out about was Kalmia latifolia, mountain-laurel.
Finally, I owe tolchocky transmission of a meme. Because it’s not like I’m not aggravating her enough these days for reasons other than meme-debt.
List seven songs you are into right now, no matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they’re not any good, but they must be songs you’re really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they’re listening to.
Belle & Sebastian - Dress Up In You
Rilo Kiley - A Better Son/Daughter
Buffy OST - Walk Through the Fire
Architecture in Helsinki - The Cemetary (Cemetary Sass Emerary New Buffalo remix)
TV On The Radio - Snake And Martyrs
Franz Ferdinand - Eleanor Put Your Boots On
The Killers - When You Were Young
Tagging:neurosophyyoda4554nightangelcamassenasandomijkalderashpaul_stansifer
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Monday, June 25th, 2007
Cello.
Cello status: still broken. “Sorry, cello. This is where you get off.”
But I’m in better shape than I was yesterday. My mother was able to track down a neighbor who plays cello, and I borrowed his instrument to play at my parents’ anniversary party, which was the ultimate cause of this whole mess. When not performing (with my brother on the violin), I was sociable and worked the room as much as one can work a room when out of doors.
I won’t be taking the cello back with me tomorrow. For the case to provide any protection at all, the cello it contains must be intact to the point of being a mostly-rigid body. Even when it’s fixed, I don’t think it would be wise to subject it to the same stresses that broke it the first time. So the plan, as I see it now, is to return with my bows and my case. Once I’m back in Boston, I’ll start hunting for a new cello. It’ll be a chance to put some of my ill-gotten pharma-dollars to good use.
More details (and pictures!) later once I have a connection that is not AOL dial-up.
Also, my sister is awesome. We took turns reading “The Waste Land” out loud to my mother and completely failed at entertaining her.
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Thursday, June 7th, 2007
Undergrads.
Congratulations to all of the ‘07 undergrads, Williams or otherwise, who are undergrads no longer or not for very much longer. In lj-world, this is tolchocky, paul_stansifer, liviadrusila, brouhaha, idealforcolors, nightangelca, ojouchan, echowanjohn, and others whose educational status I have overlooked.
Undergrads are on my mind with the pharmacokinetics short course that I attended at work. The professor who taught it is a classic undergrad teacher. There were lots of sound effects–”whoosh” sounds as he mimed blood being drawn, a clap as he acted out digoxin being injected right into the heart–and other cheap pedagogical tricks. And there was the flawless working of our questions and comments into the flow of the lecture. Wrong answers, not that there were many from us, were explored and refuted without malice or harshness.
I miss all that and it is likely that I’m going to be on the giving end of the undergraduate teaching the next time I encounter it.
He also related many funny and illustrative anecdotes. Several of these concerned Madison, as he teaches (and researches) at UW. Apparently, the men around Madison are very Germanic and thus will not see a doctor about their congestive heart failure until their wives make them go in. By then, it is often too late: edema leads to water in their lungs and they die.
Another one. The winter is long and harsh around Madison so children often don’t exercise enough and they get flabby. With all the agriculture in the area, the air is full of pesticides so these kids are basically wearing big toxic transdermal patches. These pesticides tend to partition into all of the fat that these kids have accumulated. When the temperature exceeds forty degrees, the kids exercise outside and lose the flab. Serum pesticide concentrations go up as the fat is lost and the kids start to experience toxicity.
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Wednesday, May 23rd, 2007
The Future.
So Jack grows a Leonidas-style beard and starts popping pills like Dr. Gregory House. And he’s all “I’m sick of this life, I just want to scream . . . how did this happen to me?”
Bah.
If I let myself go, it will be in the classic mode of Senor Cardgage. I’ll be myself, only less coherent and more creepy.
But I won’t be letting myself go. Today, a co-worker in the adjacent cube was giving a reference for an undergrad he worked with at his post-doc. The referee sounded exactly like me and, as complimentary as my co-worker was, I was not impressed. Same story of a biology/quantitative major ending up in industry with little chance for advancement beyond a generalist niche.
So I’m going to spend the next few months making myself someone that the grad schools and I will be impressed by.
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Tuesday, May 1st, 2007
Emo Is My Anti-Drug.
In the same vein as that video where the kiwi (spoilers!) dies, I present you LongCat’s Song.
In a shocking display of financial indiscipline, I’ve ordered all of Buffy.
At work, I’m building a set of programs in a very architectural manner. That’s my idealized narrative. I’m really spending most of the time tracking down memory leaks (not supposed to happen in Python) and trying to remember what older pieces of code do. In the end, I can only praise/blame myself.
I shouldn’t be awake now. I should be reading The Norton History of Chemistry and trying to fall asleep.
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Tuesday, April 24th, 2007
Anime Boston.
I was able to rein in my consumerist tendencies fairly well at Anime Boston. My only acquisitions were four pins (L, NERV, Dalek, Ninja Consultant) and a Domo-kun fleece hat. Now I will carry out G-d’s will whenever any of you get frisky with yourselves. Think of the kittens.
Making a quick note of the screenings, some of which I might want to follow up on.
When They Cry Hiragashi: Atmospheric and profoundly disturbing. Worth seeing the rest of.
Fullmetal Alchemist (movie): It wasn’t really necessary and I wasn’t really impressed. No need to see the middle third I missed.
Initial D (live action): This was advertised as “Death Note: Live Action” so I was a bit surprised by the car racing. Turned out it was a change of schedule. Numbingly stupid.
Hare + Guu (OVA): Looked shojo and really weird?
Karima: Vampire comedy, I guess.
Interstellar 5555: Daft Punk!? Might have to point this out to jbdowse, perhaps by trusting his eye to pick out his user tag.
Gakuen Heaven: Shonen ai. I was squicked by the tennis instructor making passes at the new kid.
Cutie Honey (live action): I don’t care what sandomi thinks about it; I thought it was awesome. Would be fun to watch in a group.
Wake Up! Aria: Astonishingly lame hentai. Aliens apparently take over a music school and have their way with the students. I’ll never look at tuning forks the same way again.
Kannazuki No Miko: Pretty cool yuri with gratuitous mecha elements. I want to see the rest.
Great Teacher Onizuka (live action): Not as good as the anime.
And that is what is happening in my awesome life.
Plus, my head is hurting from reading the The Green Book. After working with classes in Python, I fear that anything else is going to look very baroque. Hoping to correct this mental softening, I downloaded a Haskell interpreter. Any suggestions on favorite tutorials or texts?
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Tuesday, April 17th, 2007
Bookends.
Poor neglected LiveJournal. I only go to you in times of emo need.
But I am unsure if there has really been recent emo. After Sarah and I rather amicably broke up, I walked for a few miles in the rain (”Aha,” the readers gasp, “he intends to come down with pneumonia”) to watch the Boston Marathon. And I was listening to the The Arcade Fire, which might described as a band with fairly emotional lyrics. And then I had a few hot chocolates with peppermint schnapps at the Brookline folks’ apartment. Drowning (”OMGZ, drowning!”) my sorrows, one could call it.
Honestly, I can’t make myself feel that distressed about the break-up, except in that Sarah took it more poorly than she was expecting. The dynamics of the relationship were clearly not sustainable (poetically, the interaction between us was van der Waals, attractive at a distance and repulsive when close, without the stability that . . . blah) so it is fortunate that it ended with us liking each other. Thanks to the collateral friendships formed, which I hope do not end as collateral damage, we’ll probably see each other fairly often, if not regularly.
Definitely, we’ll both be at Anime Boston this weekend.
So this has really been an emo false alarm. No need to do me any favores, etc. A bunch of fun stuff happened over the last two months and I regret failing to make much of a record of it. There are just awkward bookends like this.
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Sunday, February 25th, 2007
Company.
So. My little fiefdom within Johnson & Johnson finally decided to hire me. Providentially, the start date was February 13th, my birthday. Along with the nice signing bonus and feeling of affirmation, I got several stacks of paperwork to deal with. But these stacks, when properly filled out, give me cool things like medical insurance, which I’ve been doing without for a bit too long.
Work has been going very well, although I’ve felt like I’ve been in a bit of an intellectual slump recently. But I’ve got comment back on my vehicle solubility model project, so I’ll get to play with beloved support vector regression once again.
In the relative downtime, I’ve also worked my toolkit into very good shape. I’ve been working through the Software Carpentry lecture notes, which serve as a sort of Introduction to Software Engineering for DummiesScientists. My somewhat kludgy Emacs/LaTeX/R/Sweave development environment has been largely with Emacs/Python. I rarely use my mouse these days.
“Hey, this is sark1127, we’re sort of dating.” That was definitely not how I introduced Sarah to the Washburn Terrace folks before we went off with Seth to Jews on Ice. Because, of course, it would have been a very juvenile and affected-cutesy way of doing things. And because I don’t use people’s LiveJournal user names in the place of real names.
And I will shortly be picked up by Sarah for to go see the Academy Awards. And for to go be all couple-like.
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Monday, February 19th, 2007
Cool.
About a month ago, I was swamped in angst or at least a feeling that I ought to be angstful. That, combined with my by general tendency towards not shoving my angst on others, led to no posting from othercriteria.
Now, life is good and easy in a way that is almost unsettling.
The future? It will contain nouns that aren’t abstract. Also, more words.
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Wednesday, January 10th, 2007
Old Goats Like Me.
Just got SHOUTcast working on the microcosm of localhost. Looks like there’ll be Trivia, after all.
Why the subject? MIT Contra or Trivia? Does it even matter?
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Saturday, January 6th, 2007
Room. Resolution #1.
I’ve already mentioned, complained, and read too much into my folks initially bringing me my textbooks and leaving the fiction at home. This was remedied some weeks back when Mother and Sister came out here in the new Prius (!), its trunk stuffed with Christmas presents and the books I had been missing.
Neal Stephenson’s The Confusion has been occupying me the last few days. [In a strange coincidence, it also occupied a dude I found myself sitting next to at the coffee shop the other day. It seemed an appropriate break from the exercises he was doing on Lie groups.] So tonight, it seemed like the right time to crack open the box of books and take another look at Cryptonomicon. I was prepared for the weirdness of seeing characters with the same surnames in the twentieth century. But the appearance of Eliza Peak was just creepy.
But intertextuality (especially of this trivial kind) is boring. My flaws are fun. Yesterday, I made the mistake of putting my code in working shape before leaving work. I left too late and missed the last bus by twenty seconds. The walk to Arlington Center, where I could pick up a Mass. Ave. bus, took one and a half hours. I was wearing dress shoes.
Resolution #1: I will take the bus that I intend to take. This will be accomplished by arriving at the appropriate bus stop before the bus arrives there.
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Wednesday, December 13th, 2006
That Meme.
Let’s see if I can fit this meme in before it’s played out, so to speak.
I was at the Jonathan Coulton show last night and should try to find time to post about that. But later.
Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing (revealing words are bracketed out).
Step 3: Bold the songs when someone guesses correctly.
1. The heart of every man in our platoon was ’swell with pride (osirusbrisbane)
2. () that you have the most beautiful face? (eiviiaru)
3. () O come everyone that thirsteth
4. () and a right good captain too (osirusbrisbane)
5. Pangs of silence from the room upstairs (chash)
6. Your gun went off, well you shot off your mouth and look where it got you
7. As someone sets light to the first fire of autumn
8. I had a friend was a big baseball player (yoda4554)
9. () my permanent accessory (compscilin)
10. Load up on guns and bring your friends
11. () play in the jungle, () work in the fact’ry (sandomi)
12. Why do you the things you do? Why do you do these things? (jkalderash)
13. () it’s that little flame (yoda4554)
14. Get out! / Who are you? (jkalderash)
15. In every job that must be done, there is an element of fun (yoda4554)
16. Times have changed, our kids are getting worse (chash)
17. And so it was that soon after his encounter with the dragon Fafner (jkalderash)
18. If you ever get close to a human and () (tolchocky)
19. There is a (), I like to go there in my sleep (yoda4554)
20. I want more, I want some more, and then some I want more
21. I’ve been cheated by you since I don’t know when (chash)
22. Would it get some wind for the sailboat
23. Who do you think you are, barging in on me and my guitar? (eiviiaru)
24. And all around the city you see the walking wounded and the living dead
25. You’re so sweet, you’re so fine I want you all and ev’rything
26. Korah matah, korah rahtahmah
27. The only girl I’ve ever loved was born with roses in her eyes
28. () just got off of the train and came up through the ground (yoda4554)
29. Boy, you’re gonna (), () a long time (kalista_banshee)
30. The Jets are gonna have their day tonight (chash)
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Tuesday, December 5th, 2006
Fail At Sleep.
I fail at sleep. So let’s see where I’m at. The end of a sentence without a preposition, clearly.
EI TOG XOOJ OGX XUR YUOBGSRS KPN BRYEYKXEMRS, VOGDN UKPNRD’S FRSSEKU AR XUR AKBOLGR YTYDR?
My algorithm apparently sucked and left some of the letters in the craptoquip invariant. There are perhaps other errors.
The Borromeo Quartet, plus a bad-ass pianist with a weird facial tic that made it seem like he winced at most notes, played the hell out of Shostakovitch’s Piano Quintet earlier tonight. As an encore, they played the third movement again.
Continued my professional running career by placing third in the Jolly Jaunt, which earned me $50 and a trophy topped with a representation of Santa Claus. I just missed my 5k PR but I did pretty well considering that I was wearing novelty antlers for the whole race. The payout consisted of funds that people thought would be supporting the Special Olympics, and this fact saddened. So before my conscience could get the better of me and guilt me into re-donating it, I treated some friends to lunch.
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Thursday, November 30th, 2006
Long-Winded.
When I speak, I tend to use too few words. Alternatively, I may just not be structuring my thoughts and sentences in ways that make immediate sense. The meaning is all there but they tend to be hard to parse. A third possibility is that my speech may not be clear or, even more woefully corrigible, loud enough. For any or all of these reasons, and countless others that were not mentioned, my discourses are short and infrequent.
Same with the blogging. My writing is labored and I can’t blame my fairly crappy typing since my thoughts are even slower. So not much, infrequently.
But, damn it, I can not stop writing when I write science. I’m presenting a thirty page report tomorrow. In fairness, much of it consists of figures and code. Still. And it’s the follow-up to a previous thirteen page report, on the same topic. Two weeks ago, I could have written the thing as
Use SVR. It’s magical.
and that would have been the end of it.
Moving on to other things I have to write, I think my grad school personal statements are going to be a recapitulation of the stupidly giddy “CMYK” essay I used for the college admissions process. I think I’ll talk about how functional analysis, which I found somewhat useless a year ago, is now underlying the data analysis and the computational chemistry that I am doing at work. Isn’t math swell?
Brother makes fun of me for tagging just about every entry as “incoherent.” This should show him that the tag is fully deserved.
In further Daniel is pathetic news, I am now downloading the Junior Boys album So This Is Goodbye from the ITMS. What sealed the deal was the final line of the review.
Otherwise, this is a make-out album destined to be played most often by loners who, for whatever reason (a crippling breakup, a fear of human contact, the snowman melted, etc.), are only able to commit the act in their minds.
The above is reprinted without permission or further comment.
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Wednesday, November 22nd, 2006
Professional.
Like Neal, I am now somewhat of a professional runner. An envelope arrived today containing my winnings from the 10k in Medford just over a week ago. The $25 (in cash) is just sufficient to cover the overdraft fee I incurred to enter the race.
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Wednesday, November 15th, 2006
Good And Bad.
The Good:
Ran a race on Sunday and it didn’t suck. (Run From The Sun 10k. Got second place.)
I got to teach the people I work with about R. For two and one half hours.
The last weekend. Making it to my first BSO concert (Brahms One and Bartok’s whack one-act opera Bluebeard’s Castle). Seeing, from the comfort of a Boston bar, Williams crushing Amherst at their homecoming game. Buying a nice jacket, a pair of jeans to preemptively replace the pair that is about to fall apart, and a hat that would be a chav hat if it were in the Burberry plaid (but couldn’t that be said of any hat).
Nathan Fillion in LOST. Getting drugged by the woman who married him under an assumed name.
Re-reading Reed and Simon’s Functional Analysis and getting it.
The Bad:
Being faced with applying for grad school again. The reason I am working now is that I had no idea what I wanted to do, and I still have no idea.
That the above is a damnable lie. I’m just as enthused about chemistry in silico as I am (but I typed “was” first) about ecology in silico. Which means that the in silico factor is salient. Which means that I’m going to end up fooling around in other folks’ disciplines for the rest of my life.
The aforementioned clothing plus the entry fee for the aforementioned race plus my general procrastination about depositing checks leading to overdraft and acute temporary extreme poverty.
A whole lot of emo.
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Tuesday, November 7th, 2006
Election.
Does anyone else find the idea of an Allen/Webb race in Virginia funny? Probably not.
Anyways, it’s too late now to inspire action, but there’s still time for understanding. Check out Gelman’s post about the rationality of voting.
