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For some reason, I keep thinking of the analogy of having a baby when I this PhD thing.
If you think about it, the process is very similar, especially in the later years.
Year 3 = first trimester. You feel like you’re on top of the world (= like you just had sex). You have no responsibilities and face little or no expectations.
Year 4 = second trimester. The morning sickness/mood swings start. Periodically, you still remember why you’re doing this. Other times, you want to abort the whole thing.
Year 5 = third trimester. Life becomes difficult. Labor starts, and you’re in a lot of pain. You worry about whether your "baby” will have all its fingers and toes intact ( = whether you’ll realize there’s a defect in your code which invalidates all your findings).
Year 6…If you’re still in grad school by year 6, they’ll induce labor by cutting your funding.
I wish I knew who these blog spammers were so I could give them credit for these and write angry emails. For now, I’ll just have to steal their jokes. I’m actually surprised by the quality of the word play. 5 is definitely my favorite.
I know this post will make no difference whatsoever, but I just have to get my opinion out there. As much as I think that health care reform is necessary, no bill may be better than any bill. And the more I hear about what the current proposal contains (yes, I haven’t read the bill myself, and neither has anyone except probably 10-15 people), the more I think we’re going to end up with the "any bill” outcome.
If the US passes a bill that worsens the health care system, it’s going to be really hard to undo. First, who’s going to want to revisit something that just passed? We have unemployment, global warming, the financial sector, Guantanamo, Iran, Iraq, Afghanistan, China, and a million other things to worry about. Unless the reform has DRASTIC negative effects, Congress will likely not address health care again for a while.
Even if the bill creates disastrous consequences which prompt re-regulation, any changes will likely resemble a "kludge", a quick fix which may work for a while but makes the entire system more inefficient in the long run.
It is important to get this right. And right now it seems that we’re mostly getting it wrong.
Yes, I admit it. I watched "Twilight Saga: New Moon” last night, and I enjoyed it. It was everything I expected and more. And I expected teen drama, vampires, and hot guys. I did not expect werewolves, so that was a nice little bonus.
I’ve noticed that as I spend more and more time in grad school (or maybe age; I can’t really separate the effects of those two things), I want to do more mindless things when I’m not working. I still have a low tolerance for watching movies which don’t offer much besides pretty people and action, but I definitely need 2-3 a year. Twilight is a great choice for that. I’m not being sarcastic. If you’re finding that you’ve been taking your life too seriously lately, go see it and just enjoy.
You know you’ve been traveling too much when:
(a) You see that lady in front of you hand the TSA agent a Massachusetts driver’s license, think "What a coincidence that she’s from Massachusetts as well!”, then realize that you’re at Logan airport and not in SFO.
(b) You scan the departures screen for your flight to Chicago, don’t find it listed, then realize you’re in Chicago on your way to Boston.
(c) Your watch and your computer are set to two different time zones. And neither is set to the time zone you’re in.
(d) You start recognizing flight attendants and flight numbers
I’ve been traveling too much, although I haven’t reached (d) yet.
In case you’re wondering why Chicago’s making an appearance all of a sudden, it’s because I’m visiting the University for the semester.
I’m sure everyone’s heard that Chicago is known as the "Windy City” and heard people talk about how windy it is here. A few years ago, someone told me that this is not actually because of the wind, but because of Chicago politics (i.e. politicians bragging and being full of empty talk in general). Since I love "You know, that’s not actually true” moments, I remembered that. This weekend, the tour guide on the architecture tour said the same thing and added that the name originated before the 1893 World Fair when the boasting related to getting the World Fair bid became outrageous.
You know, neither story is actually true. I looked up the windiest US city this morning. There’s some debate as to what the windiest actually is, depending on whether you exclude Alaska (the weather service did when they published their list), but it most definitely isn’t Chicago. It isn’t even in the top 10 (Boston ranks number 9 if you exclude Alaska). You can find this and lots of other "weather lists” here.
As far as the politics, a historian in American slang wrote that he found references to Chicago being called the "Windy City” in 1885, way before the World Fair bid (he also found a reference to it being called "The Garden City”). He couldn’t find the reason for this nickname, however. This USA Today Q&A archive has this and more.
It does feel very windy here though. My own (unverified) hypothesis is that Chicago might have a high variance in wind speeds relative to other places. If there are a lot of windless days in Chicago and a few REALLY windy days, it might feel windier than a city that has steady winds with the same average.
I can’t believe I keep finding words that I don’t know, especially since they seem common enough…
All definitions are from Merriam-Webster online.
I’ve still been solving crossword puzzles religiously – at least one a day. I’ve just been lazier about noting the words I didn’t know. And I now know slightly more words Enjoy!
All definitions are from Merriam-Webster online.
Inspiring thoughts, inspiring moments -
Then all is lost under a train of random worries
The bigger questions put off by another chore
But once again I find the time to write some more.
I write about the love that doesn’t come;
About the wild dreams that roam my mind;
About the sadness, the occasional unwelcome guest;
About my daily trials, my constant quest
To find serenity amidst the hurricane of fears;
About the times I laugh, the times I burst in tears,
The instances I fall in love and out of love,
The scenery around me and the stars above;
My jealousy, my hopes – how to describe a life?
How to present myself and my eternal strife?
To some a student, daughter, friend…
Perhaps somewhere around the bend,
I’ll have a student and a daughter of my own
Who’ll both know more than I have ever known.
But passage to the future is forbidden yet.
I’m living in today with no regret
Of what has passed, no prescience of tomorrow,
And whether faced with joy or sorrow,
I try to take what comes, for all shall pass.
I do not try to look for greener grass.
Though sometimes its bright hue will catch my eye,
A thought will cross my mind, "Why don’t I try?”
And I will walk across a well-worn path
To ascertain the sameness of the grass
Then make fun of this silliness of mine,
Rest in the sunshine and compose a rhyme.
All definitions are from Merriam-Webster’s online. Please note that some of these words have more than one meaning – I just pick the more fun/interesting one.
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