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Day 521 of 1000
My friend Ashavini, here at Bioptigen sent me an email that describes the collaboration we are doing with a couple of grad students and a professor from the Applied Math department at NCSU. It is very cool because Christian worked here one summer and will have one of the professors teaching his class starting next week. Right now, I am sitting typing at my desktop on an old keyboard that has the delete key in an odd place, so I keep hitting “delete” when I want to hit “end”. My new docking station for my laptop and 27″ monitor are out to be delivered, so life will get really good in just a bit because I just saw a REAL keyboard over on a shelf that I can confiscate.
After my snit yesterday, I had a good and very positive talk with all the involved parties. It all worked out great. Not good, great. Even though it is cathartic to do that sort of thing now and again, it does not serve one well to get into a snit (general because one chooses to be offended) even in the short term, let alone the long term. One thing that worked well in all this is remembering that “a soft answer turneth away wrath.”
One of the really big benefits of attending North Carolina State is you get to rub elbows with the rich and famous. Christian was sitting in the Hill Library when he took this brilliant, high resolution photograph of a recent winner of some big name singing contest. I was very impressed with the quality of the photograph. There is no doubt about who he is.
Day 520 of 1000
Every now and then, less frequently than when we were in our homeschool years, some feel the need to tell us our kids need to be exposed to more and it is time for them to get out on their own. All this in spite of the fact that they have traveled extensively on their own, been in college for three years, are regularly out of the country, have held jobs both for pay and as volunteers, played sports and music, and have a wide group of friends, literally around the world. They are about a year and a half from moving three thousand miles away from home to go to graduate school yet many believe they are somehow sheltered and need to spend more time away from the family.
If I sound frustrated, I am. Even though Kelly and Christian have done all this, they are still only 17 and 18 years old They are getting killed this semester due to the difficulty of their current class load, probably the hardest they will face in their entire college career, both graduate and undergraduate.. I guess because they are in college, it is easy to believe they should be more independent although all their same age peers are still in high school and have parents that are trying to maintain a sense of family cohesiveness. I have to spend two weeks in each of the next four or five months in Arizona and want to spend every minute possible with the family during this last litte while they live at home, so the last thing any of us want is to be apart when the time we have together is so limited.
It might be easier to understand if we had any confidence that the people who give such advice had any evidence in their own lives that such type of parental behavior is in any way beneficial. But, based on what we know, we do not have that confidence.
Day 519 of 1000
Life is a blur. I got home late last night. I am grateful that my whole family showed up at the airport to pick me up even though they all had to get up very early this morning. I started another new job today which is my old job at Bioptigen, but in a new, much nicer office. We have overnight guests tonight and tomorrow night. I think life will slow down a little by the weekend. Then maybe I can go to lunch with my buddy Andrew, work out at the YMCA, and study, for the very first time at NCSU’s new Hunt Library. I am REALLY looking forward to that. I have a bunch of good material about which I could write, but no time. I think one of the first things I want to do is put up a couple of short videos of my folks in the interviews I did while I was in Oregon, but that will have to wait until I have time to edit them. Time will eventually be on my side, but maybe not in this life.
Day 518 of 1000
I spent the weekend in Portland with Grandpa Milo and Grandma Sarah. I had no access to the internet, so I was unable to post anything here. We had a great time. Mostly we just hung out, ate too much, and went to meeting. I was able to get the camera going and record some conversations about some of the events of Dad and Mom’s life, but mostly we just spent time together. We recorded some small videos about Dad’s time at Fort Rucker in Alabama and about Mom’s early days as a pharmacist at Gerlock Drug Store in Eugene and before she was a pharmacist at Cottage Grove Drug Store.
Right now, I am sitting in the PDX airport waiting to catch a flight to Raleigh. I won’t arrive there until late tonight.
Day 515 of 1000
I am sitting in Phoenix Sky Harbor Airport waiting to catch a plan to Portland. I am very excited to get started on our history recording project. I walked out of the house without the big kit I had prepared for the project, so I stopped by Fry’s Electronics in Phoenix and picked up a little Samsung HMX-QF20 camcorder. It stores videos on an SD card, then transfers them via WiFi to wherever you want. It does everything we want to do, is 1/4 the size of the other stuff, and way easier to use.
I am going to put up a little sign in Dad and Mom’s room explaining how to use the thing and how to load the results up to a dropbox account so we can start accumulating into something that is interesting to watch. I have picked out two things I want to record while I am there and will work out the bugs in the process with those items. Dad has a story from when he was in the Army in Alabama that had a big influence on me because he told it to me at a time when I was pretty down and out. It says something about who he is. As for Mom, I am going to try to talk to her about the influences in high school that made her decide to go to pharmacy school at Oregon State.
First things first, though. We need to go out and buy some SD cards because that is what the camera uses to record the video. We also need to buy a little tripod so we can have a stable image during the interviews. We invite anyone who has some kind of interview they would like to do to pop me an email. As soon as I get the procedure together, I will send it to whoever asks.
Hopefully, I will be able to post the first videos here in short order.
It is quite fortuitous that my current job requires me to figure out a bunch of stuff where the best too to do the job is statistics. As part of my job, I downloaded the R programming language and R IDE called R Studio. I have been watching YouTube videos on how to Factor Analysis, Principle Component Analysis, and other stuff I do not really understand. I am going to go through some learning pain, but I have been hoping for the chance to do this for quite awhile.
Day 514 of 1000
I have always loved to read the book of Ecclesiastes in the Bible. I arrived there today in my current read through the Old Testament. It is traditionally attributed to King Solomon and it seems like there are a lot of parallels to his life and what is going on in the world today. Back then, the average man did not have access to as much free time and access to knowledge to pursue whatever whim the think might make them happy. Since that is now available, it seems like a lot of people are attempting to acheive self-fulfillment in pleasure, fame, accumulation of knowledge, accumulation of wealth, and a lot of other vain pursuits. Solomon rightly identified all these as vain pursuits.
How does this apply to “doing hard stuff”? Well, the point I hammered home to the kids that it is not worth going to college unless you are going to do something that is both academically difficult and that will lead to a good job. I think the reasons for that are self evident and will not go into that now. I still think that is good advice, but my start into Ecclesiates helped me remember that even this is a vain pursuit if it is not accompanied by the admonition at the end of the book:
Let us hear the conclusion of the whole matter: Fear God, and keep his commandments: for this is the whole duty of man.
The kids are probably in the hardest semester of their entire college career right now. They have no time to do anything but study. It consists of large volumes of work understanding very complex material–Mathematical Statistics, Analysis, Modern Algebra, programming, electrical engineering. Hard, hard stuff. It will help them get a good job. I will probably help them build character and a work ethic. The problem is that if it develops into pride of self, it is self defeating; it does not conform to the admonition.
Day 512 of 1000
I was pretty sad yesterday that I missed being with Lorena on her birthday. Thankfully, our wonderful friends, Tom and Sharon, took Lorena, Kelly, and Christian to Dos Taquitos in Raleigh to celebrate. Tom and Sharon have changed our North Carolina experience in a way we never would have expected two or three years ago. We owe them a lot. I talked to everyone on the drive home from the dinner. I got a big kick out of a great little story Kelly told me so I had her write up and send to me. Here it is.
So I got an email from my undergrad advisor telling all the stats majors about an afternoon lecture in SAS hall by some corporate statistical bigwig. I have seven hours off on Mondays so I decided to go for it and learn something!
Four o’clock rolled around and I walked up the five stories of SAS and got a great seat for the lecture in the middle of the statistical conference room. I looked around for some of my friends but recognized no one. More and more people entered and sat down but everyone looked 10 years older and unfamiliar. This went over my head. Its not like I know everyone in the department, and new friends in your field of study are always a good thing! But before I could introduce myself to the kids next to me, the speaker walked up to the front and began his lecture. It was about communicating as a statistician in a corporate world and it was super absorbing and fascinating. While he was talking, someone passed me the attendance sheet. I looked, but my name wasn’t on it. This is definitely a warning sign that you’re in the wrong place but the lecture was so good that this ALSO went over my head. It was only when the speaker began randomly calling people out for questions in class that I began to wonder if maybe I was confused. And then he looked straight at me and asked: “In all your graduate school experience, how many times total would you estimate you’ve had to speak for an audience?”
I SHOULD have said I’m not in graduate school. But when you are a Chapman and three very handsome Ph.D candidates are looking back at you and the president of the ASA is sitting in the audience, you don’t always say what you’re supposed to.
“About 15 times!” I told him.
Turns out you CAN sell anything with confidence!! To my total surprise my adrenalin fueled blind estimate was not only feasible but also praiseworthy for evidence of my obviously prolific graduate level statistical communication. I was SO SMUG you guys. Insufferable. I think I even winked at one of the cute grad students while high on the fumes of smug. Life in the fast lane!
The proverbial fall came too soon!! Five minutes into my glory at getting away with it in a GRAD level lecture I twisted around in my seat for a stretch and spotted last semester’s freshman seminar’s TA who’s getting his masters in stats and knows very very VERY well that I am a lowly first-year. I could’ve melted and died on the spot!!!
Learned my lesson I guess.
Day 510 of 1000
This is a post inspired by comments made by Jon from Chile about a post I made yesterday. You can read the post here and the comments here. First things first. After Sunday morning meeting and a quick trip to Del Taco, I went to the Prescott Valley Public Library because I enjoyed it so much yesterday. It was closed. I was thinking of running to the Barnes and Noble because I need broadband wireless, but that is usually pretty crowded with limited seating, so I Googled the Prescott Public Library, found out it is open on Sundays from 1-5 and decided to give it a try. The library is in a more traditional looking building not to far from the center of Prescott with a lot of the buildings that formed the first Capitol of Arizona.
It seemed very nice, but nothing overly special until I went to the little coffee stand on the main floor. I was a little disappointed because it is a cash only coffee shop, so I told the lady behind the counter, “I only have plastic.”
She said, “That’s OK, what do you want?”
I said, “I can’t pay.”
She said, “That’s OK, you can pay me for two next time.”
I said, “Well, I am not from here.”
She said, “That’s OK, what do you want.”
I said, “A small black cup of coffee”
There it is on the picture above and it is a great cup of coffee. I am not sure it tastes so good because it really is good or because it was such a gracious thing to do.
Now on to the second item. I read the History section of the Wikipedia page on Prescott College. The hard left-wing Ford Foundation provided the funding for the college in 1966. It took them only eight years to go bankrupt in 1974. That cannot be much more than a few years before Jon studied Spanish there. I looked around a little, but could not find much about his teacher. Could this be her? Probably not–I could find nothing about Spanish associated with that person.
Lorena promises me she will put some in the freezer to save for me when I get home!
There is nothing about the Prescott Valley Public Library that is anything short of stunning. The picture above is the one I took as I walked in from the parking lot and does not do the rusted metal exterior and glass motif of the building justice. Many of you know that our family spends a lot of time in libraries. We generally like to spend time at college libraries because Lorena and the kids can study there while I work. College libraries tend to have pretty good wireless internet, so I was thinking of heading over to the Prescott College Library a small liberal arts college here in town. I went to their web site and talked to a few people all of which led me to the understanding that this particular college took the liberal (in the modern sense pop culture sense, not the classical sense) part of the liberal arts program to extremes that might make me persona non-grata. So I opted to huddle with the proletariat at the public library and boy am I glad I made that choice.
The left, top picture of the view from where I am sitting right now out the window looking at the mountains. Actually, you can see beautiful mountains on two sides from windows that are thirty feet high and run the entire length of the building. The inside is no less stunning. I took the left, bottom picture looking down onto the first floor. Just wow. I will be here a lot.
And, just to be consistent. They have a great little coffee shop and you can drink coffee in the stacks.
Day 509 of 1000
Having grown up in the west, I had no true concept about the relative qualities of biscuits. I grew up thinking that a biscuit was a biscuit; what’s the fuss. I did not know how wrong I was until we moved to Raleigh. I was reminded of this at breakfast this morning when I ordered a sausage biscuit at McDonalds in Prescott Valley. I was greatly saddened when I realized that the biscuits at McDonald’s in Prescott Valley are very similar to those we bought (sparingly) when we lived in Oregon. I guess they just do not know how to do it right here.
Our operating theory is that Bojangles, being a southern company with all the knowledge of what is a good biscuit, and even more importantly, how to make one, was kicking McDonald’s fanny throughout the south at breakfast time. They absolutely get their country ham biscuit just right. So, too compete, McDonald’s has upped their game. The biscuits at all the McDonald’s in North Carolina are profoundly better than any biscuit I have ever eaten out west.
But there is good news…
Day 508 of 1000
It got close to 70° F yesterday in Raleigh. When I got to the car this morning here in Prescott, there was a light dusting of very dry snow. The marvellous little rental car I am driving (It is a Ford Focus and I am surprised I like it so much) showed the outside temperature to be 19° F. Brisk. As a further aside, that little car has been a joy to drive. It has all the stuff I need–cruise control, a USB plugging for charging my cell phone, great gas mileage, and it is fun to drive. The weather in Prescott really reminds me of the weather in Klamath Falls, although I suppose Klamath is probably a little colder. I think maybe it is more like Bend than Klamath Falls in appearance, but that is not exactly true either because the topology here seems to be a little more rugged while their are way fewer trees. I guess every place has its own feel.
I ran into two verses in my bible read I looked for awhile back and could not find. It is in Proverbs 26:3-4 where two verses seem to contradict themselves. I love those verses.
4 Answer not a fool according to his folly, lest thou also be like unto him.
5 Answer a fool according to his folly, lest he be wise in his own conceit.
It is not just the subject of the verses that I like, but the wisdom that is required to apply them in any given situation. It confirms to me that people were aware of the need to be led by the spirit, even in Solomon’s day. Solomon’s reign was roughly 500 years before the time when Confucius and Buddha. It appears that Hezekiah wrote down at least some of Solomons proverbs a couple of hundred years before Confucious and Buddha.
Earlier today, Kelly IM’ed me the following message. It kind of speaks for itself. The thing that is not captured in her message is that Mathematical Statistics I and II, what Kelly calls ST 421 and 422, are profoundly difficult classes. I LOVE this.
Tomorrow I dont have class so im planning on finishing my ST 422 problem sheet, getting at least 2 microec problem sets finished, and hopefully knocking out all or most of my first java project. Then on Saturday I want to review this weeka material and read ahead for all of my classes and finish up whatever java or microec I have left. No sas or ag assignments yet.
SAS was great. My experience in R as well as my ST 305 SAS work really payed off. After that I read my stat notes and microec notes for two hours. Marketing was fun, ST 421 was difficult and I didn’t understand fully but I took great notes and am going to do the hw tomorrow where everything will become more clear. He is a great prof. He set up an optional one hour lab/problem session once a week that I am going to go to. Econ was soooo slow. It is math based and hyperdetailed which is really difficult to go into in late afternoon after.3 straight hours of lectures in other hard classes. However he did rail on the health care system (!!!) and my background in microec and calculus is such that understanding the material is not very difficult and whatever I didn’t pick up I wrote down to review tomorrow when im doing the homework. It was really hard to concentrate though. And I sit in the front.
ST 422 is really fantastic though. Im sitting by 10 people that I know and we all help each other and the material is interesting and important enough that I dont want to fall asleep in class. Also our professor is the most adorable socially awkward nerd imagineable. If he were professing he would be a worker, honestly, that’s how he talks.
Day 507 of 1000
Lorena and I had the following IM discussion abour her Western Civilization class this morning:
For those who don’t read Spanish, the gist of the conversation is that Lorena’s Community College professor asked the class what the word “the end” meant to them, personally.
The class was silent, so Lorena said, “When every thing ends.”
The professor said, “What do you mean by that?”
Lorena said, “Everything.”
The professor said, “What do you mean by that? Material things? What?”
Lorena said, “Everything.”
The other kids started piping in.
“Thought.”
“Time.”
Only in college could a conversation like that be a semi-regular event. The funny deal is that I miss those kinds of conversation. As a Christian, I think of what “the end” means. I suppose that one meaning for “the end” is when the earth is destroyed and time is no more, but really, that is just another beginning, because the ig stuff is eternal.
Day 506 of 1000
Work is going well here in Arizona, but, as always, there are challenges in learning how to work together as a team. Supposedly, I am in one of the most conservative areas of the country. Maybe the bulk of the people in my new company come from other places. Really they are very nice people. Still, it is pretty annoying to listen to pompous pontifications about the wonders of Eastern religion based on popular but transparently false Western myths. I will get over it.
Day 505 of 1000
I am sitting here in my hotel room in Prescott. I had a very interesting day today. The early days of a new job are always very interesting. While I sat and programmed during the day, Kelly and Christian IM’d with reports about their first day(s) of class. I say “day(s)” because both of them have either Monday, Wednesday, Friday or Tuesday, Thursday sequences. Well, in the case of Kelly, her MWF classes are really only MW classes as she has all day off on Friday every week. How much better does it get than that. Lorena’s classes are MWF classes. So, really, both Monday and Tuesday were first day of class day.
Everyone is pretty fired up, but I think probably pretty tired. That is true for me in this new job. I am really getting into the meat of things now and there are, as always, competing technical interests and competing egos. The first day of class is always such a high energy thing that, even though it is exhilarating, it can wipe you out. It has been fun today because of the intensity of the classes the kids are taking.
Kelly has two professors, one in Statistics and one in Agribusiness Marketing, who come from Texas A&M. It is truly a small world. She likes both of those professors a lot, but she is particularly inspired by the professor in her ugliest of all Statistics courses, Mathematical Statistics II. She has two programming classes, Java and SAS, both with good instructors. This will be, by far, her toughest semester so far, but if she stays on task, she will do great. I really have never seen her this focused. Probably the most interesting and exciting even of the day was here Intermediate Microeconomics lecture where the aging, renowned professor told the class he was an unabashed free-market capitalist and if the did not like that, it was too bad. After several housekeeping items, he spent the bulk of the class railing on communism and socialism.
Christian is very inspired with his classes, too. His Electrical Engineering Circuits class is being taught by the head of the department. His ugly, ugly Analysis class is taught by a professor famed for clear and even brilliant teaching, but insanely difficult exams. He IM’ed me a note today that, with the exception of the final couple of weeks, they will only learn procedural programming techniques in his Java class. He has been doing Object Oriented Programming for several years now, so that is somewhat of a disappointment. Christian gave very high praise to his Modern Algebra teacher. He said the professor was like his Western Civilization professor at Wake Tech both in enthusiasm and knowledge. Being compared to Mr. Bagliani is high praise indeed. Ben Mathias gave Christan good advice to take him as a History professor. He also has a survey of Applied Mathematics class that is taught by four different professors. He thinks it might not be as rigorously difficult as some of his other classes, but will be incredibly interesting because the whole point of the class is to get up and coming mathematicians excited about different, leading edge areas of mathematical practice.
Lorena’s classes sound very interesting, too. Here Western Civ class is huge and very impersonal, but should be very interesting. I loved that class. It was the first one I ever took when I was a Senior in high school. Her other class, though, is Biology and it looks like it is going to be excellent. Both the students and the teachers sound excellent. Lorena is a little skeptical, but she tends to be that way at the beginning of the semester. Last semester she had one very good professor and one really bad professor that made the entire semester very sketchy. I am hoping this semester will be a really good one one to make up for last semester.
I am sitting at the Raleigh-Durham airport waiting to fly to Arizona for a couple of weeks. I will also get to go visit Dad and Mom for a couple of days on the way home. I am missing out on the after meeting potluck which really stinks. Even worse than that is being away from the family for that long. My only consolation is that everyone in the household is going to be swamped with the start of a new semester so I guess this is as good a time as any if I am going to be away.