So we fix our eyes not on what is seen, but on what is unseen, since what is seen is temporary, but what is unseen is eternal.
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
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The Link To Zanzibar's Past
This is my page in the beloved art community that my sister got me into:
Extra points for people who know what Samarinda is.
The Phases of the Moon Module
The Tree and the Telephone Pole
I Do Not Know Their Names
Today I am Young
A Night Poem
Siren of the Sea
If I Were a Dragon
To the Dreamers Leave the Sky
The Honor of the Oyster
Return From San Diego
A Late Summer's Night
Of Dragons and Men
The Edge of the World
The Snake's Terror
Metaphysics and the Middaymoon
Of Adventures in Foreign Lands
The Rogue Wave: The Unedited Version
Adventures in the PRC
Voyage of Discovery
Drinking the Blood of Goats
Ticket for a Phantom Bus
Os peixes nadam o mar
Three Villages Far Away
The River Weser
Children I Should Have Kidnapped, Part I
Let's Get You Out of Those Clothes
If Underwear Could Speak
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER
Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
M: Science and Exploration
T: Cook a nice dinner
Th: Parties, movies, dinners
F: Picnics, the Louvre
S: Read books, go for walks, PARKOUR
Su: Philosophy, Religion
The Reading List
This list starts Summer 2006
A Crocodile on the Sandbank
Tales of the Alhambra (in progress)
Dark Lord of Derkholm
Do Androids Dream of Electric Sheep?
The Lost Years of Merlin
Harry Potter a l'ecole des sorciers (in progress)
Atlas Shrugged (in progress)
A Long Way Gone (story of a boy soldier in Sierra Leone- met the author! w00t!)
The Eye of the World: Book One of the Wheel of Time
From Magma to Tephra (in progress)
Lady Chatterley's Lover
Harry Potter 7
The No. 1 Lady's Detective Agency
Introduction to Planetary Volcanism
A Child Called "It"
Is Multi-Culturalism Bad for Women?
Americans in Southeast Asia: Roots of Commitment (in progress)
What's So Great About Christianity?
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
When I was in Cuba, I was a German Shepard
The Golden Compass
Clan of the Cave Bear
The 9/11 Commission Report (2nd time through, graphic novel format this time, ip)
The Incredible Shrinking Man
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
To Sir, With Love
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Hunger Games
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
The Name of the Wind
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Great Contemporaries, by Winston Churchill
City of Bones
Around the World in 80 Days, by Jules Verne
Stranger in a Strange Land
The Old Man and the Sea
Flowers for Algernon
Au Bonheur des Ogres
The Road to Serfdom
De La Terre à la Lune (ip)
In the Light of What We Know
Devil in the White City
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
How to Be a Good Wife
A Mote in God's Eye
want to read: Last Hunger Games Book, Honeybee Democracy, The Bell Jar
La Jour de la Saint-Valentin
Friday. 2.15.08 10:09 am
So it's the day after Valentine's Day. We've been hearing all the stories drifting in of what everyone did last night. One guy made dinner with his sweetie-pie and they consumed half a salmon, a loaf of bread, a wheel of cheese, and untold glasses of wine. That didn't sound half bad. Another fellow just talked about the massive amount of wine that was involved. Hm...
The Welshman took his darling to a play in the next town over. It was rather experimental, written by a British-Irish playwright... but it was about this author who always writes stories about children being murdered, until children start being murdered in the very same way that he described. Then he gets incarcerated by his government and tortured so that they can try and find the truth. Doesn't really sound very Valentinesy, but I dare say, the Welshman's idea of Valentine's Day sounds quite civilised. (Note the use of the British orthography.)
As for my Valentine's Day, I had a bunch of amazing plans and they were all completely ruined.
I was all ready to sit in my office working on my proposal, then I was going to eat a Hot Pocket for dinner (the fiesta kind, my fav!). Then around 9:15 I was going to go see a movie by myself. After the movie I would return to my office where I would pretend to work but actually write enigmatic Nutang entries and refresh my facebook page a thousand times. Then I was going to look for free polka music online while listening to french news radio, finally driving home around 1am and being so tired that I'd sleep through my meeting this morning.
HOWEVER, I told my roommate about my desire to see this movie. "So... you're going to this movie with some people from work?" she probed. "Uh... well... actually I was just going to go by myself." I answered. It had sounded very "scene" and "emo" in my mind, me, going to the movie, looking mysteriously melancholy... but saying it out loud just made it sound pretty lame. Turns out she wanted to know who I was going with to see if she could go, too. Naturellement!
SOooo we ended up having a hilarious time eating Mexican food at the Azteca local restaurant, going to the movie [Persopolis, very good!], and admonishing the cats in unconjugated French for never pulling their weight in the household [nous travaillons pendant toute la journee, et voila, quand nous arrivons a la maison, vous n'avez pas fait la vaisselle! Vous n'avez rien fait!] until wee hours of the morning.
And I didn't sleep through my meeting. I fairly leaped out of bed this morning.
Vive la France!
The Birth of Entropy, the Death of Boltzmann
Thursday. 2.14.08 1:27 am
So apparently I got a 5/40 on my first advanced fluid mechanics homework. Oops.
But today we learned how the famed physicist/mathematician Boltzmann (like Boltzmann's Constant!) killed himself after his work was roundly criticized by Mach (like Mach number!) and some other contemporaries (except for Maxwell, like Maxwell's Equations, who worked with him... hence Maxwell-Boltzmann!)
He had just discovered the second law of thermodynamics, the law of Entropy, that is, the law that says that the net state of the universe will always tend towards increasing disorder. So basically, if you have a closed system, (no energy is entering it!) then everything will get more and more disordered as a function of time. It was rejected by many scientists for whom he had great respect. He actually killed himself *just* before experiments proved that he was right.
I may be appallingly bad at advanced fluid mechanics, but I am smart enough to know that killing yourself is a really stupid idea.
Which technically makes me smarter than Boltzmann.
Boltzmann's actual tombstone:
Tuesday. 2.12.08 11:59 am
Saturday. 2.9.08 12:59 am
Well today is G-bird's birthday. He's come to visit. Naturally our furnace took the opportunity to break, and naturally the last two days have been the coldest it's been this entire winter.
Thalweg made him a birthday cake that looks like a bicycle! Quite grand.
Our very own brilliant and charming french climate modeler colleague Francois has been here for the last couple of days... he described radiative transfer to me in about 15 minutes. We decided that he and his equally charming student Jean-Baptiste should travel a circuit reinspiring worn out graduate students everywhere with their contagious enthusiam.
I also went crazy and bought a bunch of DVDs since they were on sale:
Rambo: First Blood
and Milo and Otis
Hopefully the weather will improve so T & G can have a fun weekend riding bicycles. As for me, I spent the evening cleaning the bathroom. Then I ate an entire can of baked beans for dinner. BECAUSE I CAN.
For Valentine's Day I intend to eat a curried garlic onion chive dish with beans and lentils. BECAUSE I CAN.
vive la france!
It's Getting Late
Thursday. 2.7.08 11:36 pm
It's late again.
I'm in the lab.
Doing fluid mechanics homework. Tensor space. Blasius discovered how to mathematically express the velocity fields of viscous incompressible fluids near the leading edge of a blade.
I don't know why you would be cutting water with a blade.
Ok, propellers. Shut up, smart guy. Yah got any other smart comments, smart guy?
But anyway, thanks to Blasius and his devious goings-on in 1908, I now have to manipulate his equations.
Reminds me of the grossest math book passage I've ever read, saying something about, "After massaging the equation for a bit..." (aka doing "simple" algebra that it would take you 30 minutes to work out, which they don't write out because they're lazy)
I really don't want to read about math nerds massaging their equations. tmi, math nerds. tmi.
Thursday. 2.7.08 11:36 pm
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