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The Profile

Age. 33
Gender. Female
Ethnicity. that of my father and his father before him
Location Cherry Hills Vil, CO
School. Other
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The World

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
Croc Hunter/Combat Wombat
My hero(s)
Only My Favorite Baseball Player EVER

Aw, Larry Walker, how I loved thee.
The Schedule
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
Looking Backwards
Wild Swans
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 Geomorphology
Aeolian Dust and Dust Deposits
The City of Ember
The People of Sparks
Cube Route
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
New Moon
Breaking Dawn
Armageddon's Children
The Elves of Cintra
The Gypsy Morph
Animorphs #23: The Pretender
Animorphs #25: The Extreme
Animorphs #26: The Attack
Crucial Conversations
A Journey to the Center of the Earth
A Great and Terrible Beauty
The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian
Dandelion Wine
To Sir, With Love
London Calling
Watership Down
The Invisible
Alice in Wonderland
Through the Looking Glass
20,000 Leagues Under the Sea
The Host
The Hunger Games
Catching Fire
Shadows and Strongholds
The Jungle Book
Beatrice and Virgil
The Help
Zion Andrews
The Unit
Quantum Brain
The Immortal Life of Henrietta Lacks
No One Ever Told Us We Were Defeated
Memento Nora
The Name of the Wind
The Terror
Tao Te Ching
What Paul Meant
Lao Tzu and Taoism
Libyan Sands
Sand and Sandstones
Lost Christianites: The Battles for Scripture and the Faiths We Never Knew
The Science of God
Calculating 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 Martian
The Road to Serfdom
De La Terre la Lune (ip)
In the Light of What We Know
Devil in the White City
The First Fifteen Lives of Harry August
Red Mars
How to Be a Good Wife
A Mote in God's Eye

want to read: Last Hunger Games Book, Honeybee Democracy, The Bell Jar
The Juanes Module

Juanes just needed his own mod. Who can disagree.
Saturday. 4.9.16 4:34 pm
I ran into one of my bosses in line at the cafeteria. "Hey!" he said, "How are you doing? Is everything going ok?" He seemed genuinely concerned about my well being, so I assured him that everything was going well. He had just gotten a big promotion, so he remained my boss, but much higher up the chain.

"So do I have to call you 'sir' from now on?" I asked with a wink.

"Nah, but if you see me with some really important people, we should pretend that we don't know each other."

"No problem," I replied, "I was planning on doing that anyway. So do you know who is going to take your old position?"

"Why," he asked, "Are you going to apply?"

"Oh, I would," I replied, "given how 'fun' you made the job seem..."

"You know," he said, turning serious, "I never thought that I would go into management. When I was in grad school, reading text books about pdf functions, none of that was to prepare me for management. But then someone told me the secret: in order to succeed at management, you just have to succeed in making people believe that you genuinely care about them, even though you don't!"

We were about to part ways. He looked at me very seriously and said, "So how are you doing? Is everything going ok?" He seemed genuinely concerned about my well-being.

Sly dog.

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Ten Things that Are Going On
Thursday. 3.31.16 8:09 pm
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I love my little dog
Thursday. 2.11.16 2:32 am
We have our little rituals, Juan Pablo and I. Every night I make my bed. He gets on the bed and I throw the sheet on top of him. He runs around, twisting and turning to try to fight his way out of the sheet, sometimes falling off the edge of the bed. Then he jumps back up again, ready to do the same thing with the blanket. And then the quilt.

When I get home from work I lie on the floor and surf the web on my phone. He lies right next to me and chews up his rawhide. Surfing memes and chewing up rawhide must stimulate the same part of the brain. He eats his dinner while I eat mine and I read the Weekly Standard. I chase him down the hall, he chases me back. Sometimes I hide in the study and it takes him a moment to find me. We chase each other until we're breathing so hard that we have to stop for a drink of water. Then it's time for a walk, up and down the streets of Altadena, to all of our favorite bushes and patches of grass.

In the mornings we wake up and strrrrretch and then we lie on the bed with our chins on the window sill, watching the neighbor's cat and bulldog. Since I am a magician with long arms and opposable thumbs, I can open the window to let in the smells of the cat and the dog and the orange grove. Sometimes the neighbor comes out to water the orange trees. One of us gently growls every time a new person or animal appears on the scene.

I love my little dog.

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Tuesday. 1.26.16 4:11 am
I've been working like a maniac. I looked at my time sheet and saw that last Monday was a holiday, and Friday was a regular day off, and I was like, "What? That happened already? We had a three-day week? Oh, yeah, MLK day, I was working. And that weekend, too. And this weekend."

And now I'm still here and it's 1:12 am and I have to be at work again by 7:30 am tomorrow.

Well, you know. The Solar System isn't going to explore itself.

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Running, Jumping, Working, etc.
Saturday. 1.16.16 11:19 pm
I went to the gym last night. I ran three miles, but I could only run about .75 of those miles at randomjunk's pace. Well, well. I'll just have to keep trying. Today I went to spin class for the third time, and it was SUCH A KILLER. AHHHH. Then I went to work and got in a couple of hours of work, and then I went back to the gym for Zumba. I've become a glutton for punishment. { I went to some insane cardiovascular workout on Wednesday. Everyone in the class is super fit... probably because everyone that wasn't is dead now. } After lunch I read some more of Red Mars (almost finished now!) and took Juan Pablo hiking up the canyon near my house. There is now a river in the canyon (what novelty!), so that made it a more interesting hike. Then dog obedience class, then dinner. It's amazing how many things you can do in one day when you start at 8 am with spin class.

Tomorrow I'm driving a bunch of foreigners to Santa Barbara to see a rocket launch. Hopefully the weather will cooperate.

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Hollywood Calling
Thursday. 1.14.16 8:07 pm
Hollywood called, and asked if I wanted to be a "science advisor" for their new TV series based on Kim Stanley Robinson's book "Red Mars".

omggggg I hope they choose meeeeeeeeeeee
*squeeeeeeeeee* They said that they needed to ask me some questions about terraforming.

{By the way I judged that book by its cover for many years, and did not read it, and now that I've finally been reading it, it's REALLY GOOD.}

In other news I just got a series of invitations to give talks at different institutions. I was invited to give a talk at Caltech next week on a "topic of my choice" (living inside yardangs, obviously).

I'm going to give a talk about volcanoes at Georgia Tech in April (will middaymoon be there???)
I was also asked to come back and give a talk at my homeland of Brown University sometime this spring (probably about intersecting ridges on Mars).
I also just got invited to this interdisciplinary lecture at Caltech about the 'History of Exploration Through Time'. I'm not giving that lecture (some fancy person is) but for some reason they invited me to be their guest at dinner with the speaker at the super fancy Caltech Faculty Club. -Accepted-
I was also invited to go on an adventure with some geologists to an island off the coast of California that is currently only open to the US Navy.

On top of that, I finally submitted a paper that I'd been working on for *ages*! Hopefully this early publication will mean that I can get at least three publications in 2016! I have an unofficial goal of publishing 100 first-author papers over the course of my career... which means that I have to average about 3 per year over the next 30 years.

Speaking of lectures, tonight I am going to a lecture about this Deep Space Atomic Clock that they have been building here at JPL. So I'd better finish writing my talk about yardangs before it starts!

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The Infinite is Unknown, in Zumba Class
Saturday. 1.9.16 9:33 pm
The zumba continues.

I've been to zumba every day this week. Some days I've done another class, too, like kickboxing. This morning I had my "complimentary personal trainer consultation", after which they gave me the high pressure sales pitch to hire a personal trainer. No thanks-- I could barely convince myself to buy this gym membership. They asked me if I was serious about my fitness goals. I am... but I have silly fitness goals. I can't pay someone $780/mo just so that I can improve my breakdancing.

Every instructor is different, and they all prefer slightly different music. Some classes feel like a one-hour Dance Dance Revolution mix, some feel like a one-hour Latin dance-a-thon, others like a funky soul party, and others like an 80s aerobics class. In those classes I feel like a member of the mall aerobics class taken over by Joan of Arc in Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure. In any case, I get to spend an hour watching an incredibly energetic and amazing dancer shake their stuff. And best of all, they break it down so that I can copy them. I would have copied y'all in the club, too, it would have just been more awkward.

All in all, one thing is clear: Zumba class was made for me, and I was made for Zumba.

Now I'm back at work until late tonight. Since there's no one here, it's 100% loud dubstep and looking at Mars. An excellent combination.

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So Much for the Moon
Thursday. 1.7.16 3:53 pm
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