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
Location Cherry Hills Vil, CO
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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
Thursday. 2.1.07 7:11 pm
Well, looks like some of my students from last semester are getting their asses handed to them by the administration for cheating repeatedly (and on the take-home final, no less.)
It's been out of my hands for a month and a half, but it's still stressing me out.
Today they telephoned my professor and called him on the carpet for "not making it clear enough to the students that they weren't supposed to work together". He actually roared into the phone, "THAT'S BULLSHIT!" And then proceeded to yell at the dean for like ten minutes about how cheating is rampant here and the reason that it continues is because every time a professor turns someone in the admin turns on the professor. So I guess finally they are going to take action on the matter. "I've never said 'bullshit' to a dean before" he said pluckily after he hung up the phone. "I'll have to get Nancy to add that to my resume"
What people don't realize is that a bad grade isn't going to ruin your life. But cheating, even if you don't get caught this time, or the next hundred times, WILL ruin your life. Just ask the guys at Enron.
A lot of swearing
Thursday. 2.1.07 5:21 pm
Wednesday. 1.31.07 9:09 pm
Today I spent more than 12 hours at school. And believe it or not, I was doing work the entire time. Well. Almost the whole time. I went to the library after lunch and did some work for la vida secreta, then I went upstairs to collect some reading material. And then I started researching my project for Asteroids and Meteors class. And then I fell asleep right in the middle of Solar System Dynamics, right there on the "Secular Resonance" page. I mean, I actually physically fell asleep on it. I have no idea how long I was asleep. Hopefully less than 10 minutes. I haven't physcially fallen asleep on a book since AP Bio junior year of high school! And there was that one time I fell asleep on the keyboard... kkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk for seriously 57 pages. haha.
One time I fell asleep at the computer, saved my work under a name like, "whimeish", turned off all the lights in the basement, walked up two flights of stairs, and fell asleep in my bed. Ah, high school, the good ol' sleepwalking days of yore.
My advisor wants me to keep taking the 4 classes I'm currently taking instead of dropping to three. Which wouldn't be so bad except for that I'm also auditing his Antartic Dry Valleys class on Monday afternoons as well as trying to keep up with la vida secreta (aka: having a hobby). Looks like my entries on Nutang might suffer a little bit in the upcoming months. I haven't had this much class-time since high school. And we all know how that turned out.
After my little nap I did a 4-hour derivation for Inverse Theory (with some help from an awesome book, thank goodness). Man, it was exhilarating, my mind didn't wander once that whole time. I actually felt like the stuff I learned in linear algebra was useful. And that I actually remembered it despite struggling through that class and taking it more than three years ago. I just love getting to the end of a derivation, and putting a little check mark next to the final answer. MmmmMm no check-mark so satisfying as that one. It's like the bars at the end of a proof- you want to write "//!!!!!", but the slash marks themselves are so satisfyingly understated. Ah, I like geophysics. SOOO much better than Asteroids and Meteors, like the most boring class in the entire universe. Who cares about asteroids, seriously? I've invented a new asteroid class, wanna hear about it? It's called "ZZzzzZZZzzz". Seriously. They just float about boringly in space, doing nothing, and someday one will come and smash into the Earth and wipe out ~96% of all living things. At that time, learning about them will be kind of pointless. YAWN. This is seriously the second time the desire to sleep came upon me so powerfully in the last week... and the second time I've been doing A&M homework.
I went back to the office from the library and it was around 8pm... I walked around in the darkness inside, thinking about how in just a few months this office had become my den of home and work. How many hours had I already spent locked in solitary study inside these walls? And how many more lie ahead? But you know, when you're working furiously for hours and hours in the library or the seafloor-lab, you aren't really alone. All the world... the solar system... the Universe! is in there with you.
Blows my mind...
Tuesday. 1.30.07 9:06 am
Woah.... I wonder if he called himself eminem because it sounds like M&M and his name is Marshall Mathers.
Got this link from LazyPuppy
Monday. 1.29.07 11:01 pm
So I'm a moron and I've fiddled with this HTML code for like 7 minutes and I can't get it to show up. So you'll have to highlight it. In other news about how Zanzibar is an idiot, I will tell you about the lovely tale of when Zanzibar was making herself some macaroni and she was draining the noodles and she was holding the collander with her thumb on the rim and her palm along the bowl for stability, because she didn't want to put it down in the sink. So then she pours the boiling water into the collander, only to come to the realization that it's a fucking sieve and she's basically pouring boiling water straight onto her hand! Boohoo, moron!
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GET OFF MY LAWN!
Sunday. 1.28.07 2:34 pm
Today I went to the library all day to do secret activities. You know how they always say, "Welcome to college. Sleep, a social life, good grades: choose two."
In college I definitely chose a social life and good grades. Seems like in graduate school I've been choosing good grades and sleep. Towards the end of the semester, sleep goes, too. Maybe in graduate school you only get to pick one and half.
I've also been surfing Amazon to see if they have the books I need. Man, books are so expensive. I wonder how much my CFD books cost.... I was spoiled by last semester when I only had to buy one paperback.
I should have gone to Notre Dame where they would have given me four grand for whatever the hell I desired. But then the winter would have been overpowering, I think. When I think of Notre Dame I think of aging buildings, icy wind, and the whole campus overshadowed by the great bronze statue of Christopher Columbus, WATCHING US. And I also think of boxing leperchauns, of course.
ANYWAY, on the way home from the library I was driving along and I spied with my good eye a band of emo kids crossing the street ahead. Ok, so these weren't the stylish, adorable mopey Cali emo kids who form emotionally-charged suburban garage bands and are a danger to themselves but not others. These were the dirty, punky, bad-smelling, slightly-gothically dressed emo-haired kids of the greater Northeast that I'm still trying to figure out. They had decided upon this jaywalking escapade in front of my car because they had seen that on the other side of the street someone had dropped a large number of bagels on the sidewalk. I don't know exactly what had happened because many of the bagels were completely smashed into crumbs and some of them looked perfect, untouched tori of bagelerific perfection. But that was only in shape: all of them looked very dirty. They were spread across the sidewalk like someone had shot them at it with a bagel cannon from a third floor window.
("had shot them at it", I bet that would be a difficult construction for a non-english speaker)
The punk kids ran over and started grabbing the bagels wildly off the sidewalk. They examined each one feverishly, stacking them up in their arms, casting away one when they found a better looking replacement... the cast away bagel would immediately be snatched by another person..... until almost all the bagels were taken and the emo kids started to run away with their bounty.
Ok. So last I heard, the emo kids of the Noreast are not starving. Last I heard, punk kids still had shelter and probably parents and enough money to buy hair dye. SO WHY THE LOOTING OF THE FALLEN BREAD???? I mean, I know Seth's hippie roommates periodically go through the dumpster out the back of the bakery and eat rolls and muffins that they just threw out.... that's pretty disgusting and those rolls were just in a case waiting to be sold and are still wrapped in plastic. And those girls are hippies, you expect them to do things like that! I did not expect that from the punk kids. Do they have a gigantic squirrel they're trying to keep alive in their garage? That is the only thing I can think of that would warrant such behavior.
CRAZY PUNKS! GET OFF MY LAWN!!
My shower is like x(sinx)
Saturday. 1.27.07 4:46 pm
My shower seems to have absolutely no powers of temperature regulation. I never know whether its drastic oscillations in temperature are due to some intrinsic shower failure, or if it is due to my roommates turning on and off the sink and the showers and toilets in other parts of the house.
So whenever I'm in the shower and the temperature changes I always imagine my roommate, hunched over the sink tap, laughing maniacally as he switches off and on the knobs at will. If were to draw a graph showing the magnitude of temperature change as a function of time in the shower, this would be kind of what it would look like, only not quite so regular in time step:
Earl Boykins n' Me
Saturday. 1.27.07 1:02 pm
Another lazy Saturday. I've decided to organize my room and finances today. In addition to doing all my homework for the entire upcoming week. No point in doing work on weekdays. That would take away from my surfing Nutang and Deviant Art time. Nobody wants that.
I've determined that I've been gaining weight. Or at least, I gained some over Christmas and I haven't lost any of it. This is all according to the bathroom scale. I used to be the same height and weight as my favorite NBA player Earl Boykins, but alas, no more. I mean, come on!! What is the point of not gaining weight if it's the middle of winter and I'm cold and I need warm and tasty food and I can't go outside and I wear a parka every day!! Besides, some things about gaining weight ain't so bad. ("We're going to turn those mosquito bites into juicy juicy mangoes!")
Me, at the weight of Earl Boykins:
Earl himself, who holds the NBA record for most points scored in OT:
Aight, better get back down to Earl Boykins' weight soon. I like to call it my "fighting weight". This is where the running track and the playing mad DDR would usually come in, but presently I can do neither. :(
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