24 December 2009

First semester of graduate school is done!

Tons of work, but definitely worth it! I'm taking the electromagnetism and astronomy qualifying exams in January. If I pass them both then there are only two left, and then I can focus on research for the next 5 years! Huzzah!

27 September 2009

First graduate exam

Friday was my first exam in graduate school. As Dr. Kantowski handed out the exams he said, "I hope you'll agree that this exam is fairly easy, but just long." Everybody groaned, because that same statement has prefaced all too many physics exams in our respective pasts which promptly proceeded to eat our respective lunches. But this time he was actually right: it was not hard, but much too long for the amount of time we had. I'm feeling pretty good about it right now. There are only 11 of us in this class so hopefully he'll have them graded by Tuesday.

13 August 2009

I'm definitely in the physics department

As I've started studying more complicated physics, I've met along the way so many physicists who understood more than I ever thought possible. So much, in fact, that they had forgotten just how dumb the rest of us still are. I vowed I would never, ever become that way. No matter how much I studied physics I would always remember what it was like not to know anything about the subject, so I would never respond to a future student's question with my advisor's favorite phrase, "Oh, that's trivial." (And of course his explanation following that ominous response is ever-faithfully NON-trivial.)

Today in my office, as the five graduate students in there were studying for our qualifying exams next week, I suddenly realized that I was already a good way up that ivory tower I so dreaded ascending. Two specific examples jump out at me. First, we have started using LOTS of slang for things that at one time seemed far too nuanced to merit such language. Second, I noticed that we complete one another's sentences in ways that must seem completely nonsensical to the non-physics student. A conversation this afternoon perfectly embodied both of those:

Tom: "Hey, when you do the potential of the grounded cube thing, do you end up with an infinite series?"
Me: "No, because they give you V on that last side so you can do the integral. So you can do the orthogonal thing and get a real number... Oh wait, no, sorry, you still get the series but if you know V you still get all the coefficients. Otherwise you're stuck with the integral."
Tom: "Yeah, ok."

We had this exchange sitting about ten feet apart, without writing anything down or pointing at anything on a chalkboard. The contexts of these problems have become so familiar that our brains automatically set the stage, complete with props, so it's perfectly acceptable to resort to using words like "thing" repeatedly and with regard to different abstractions --- Thing #1 was the conducting cube, but #2 was the orthogonality property --- with no loss of clarity.

19 May 2009

Volunteers soldiers are amazing.

Don't stories like this leave you awestruck? What really got me was the 18-year-old kid. He was 10 on Sept. 11, 2001. That would be... 4th grade. I was 14, a freshman in high school. And as I sat in my gym class and the proctor came to our class and read the note that said two hijacked planes had crashed into the World Trade Center towers and two more were still in the air, that was the first time in my life that I actually feared for my life. (I had been in high school for all of two weeks. That was a pretty overwhelming welcoming present.) And the very last thing in the world I wanted to do was to join the Marines and go fight the guys who felt justified flying commercial jetliners into skyscrapers. And here is this kid, 10 years old, deciding right then that that was what he was going to do.

I'm not patriotic by any stretch of the imagination, but there is something about a person who volunteers for military service that absolutely blows my mind. Not in an are-you-kidding-me way, but in a that's-not-a-natural-thing-for-human-beings-to-do-and-it's-amazing kind of way.

18 May 2009

I learned something about pee today.

If you eat a ton of asparagus, when you pee it out the smell will almost knock you off your feet. Good gravy. It doesn't even really smell like asparagus pee. It smells like death. As my good friend Chris put it, "It's worse than rank beer shits."

17 May 2009

Today was my last day to be a college tutor.

I hate college more than just about anything, but there are some things to which I have become very attached. Tutoring physics is one of them. Today the class I tutor - or rather, the ones in the class who actually come to tutoring on a semi-regular basis - all signed a card for me and gave me a Starbucks gift card. It was then that I realized just how much fun I've actually had there. And part of me worries that tutoring/teaching in the future won't be the same because in the future there will be an age or professional gap between me and my tutorees, either as graduate student vs. undergraduates, or teacher vs. students. When there's nothing to distinguish me from anybody else, the atmosphere becomes very relaxed and comfortable, and people don't feel stupid asking questions. It is my sincerest hope that in the future I will be able to foster an environment at least somewhat reminiscent of what we've had here.

13 May 2009

My house is full of WTF.

My housemate makes our house the only place on this planet in which one could open the freezer door and find this:


Did you see? Look a little closer:


Apparently those Walmart receipts spoil pretty quickly if you don't freeze them. *Sigh.*

08 May 2009

How to [Lose] a [Social] Life

The Fray has a song called How to Save a Life. I am learning how to destroy one. A social life, anyway. This is how you do it:

13 April 2009

What I learned about graduate school today

Okay, I'm not actually in graduate school yet, but I'm still learning lots about it. For example, today I learned there is almost nothing which will torpedo one's chances at getting into graduate school faster than a sub-par subject GRE test score. At one particular school to which I applied, a summer research internship AND a letter of recommendation from a sitting faculty member still only got me wait-listed. Sheesh.

06 April 2009

Small victories

You've probably noticed that recently Google added an auto-complete feature to its search boxes. When you start typing and then pause for a second, a list appears below the box which contains "suggestions" for your search. I assume Google keeps track of all the phrases people search for, and adds them to the list if they receive some number of searches. Anyway, I consider it a small victory when I search for something for which Google has no auto-complete suggestions. Sometimes I try to "beat" the search box. I type something obscure, pause, wait with bated breath, and usually fist-pump if Google can't come up with anything.

25 March 2009

Not even a REAL rejection letter, University of Illinois? :-(

You had to do it by e-mail, huh. Is postage that expensive??

18 March 2009

Thought for the day.

This courtesy of Megan McArdle over at The Atlantic.  Regarding the dubious executive compensation over at AIG:
I'm not angry and bitter; I'm about as mad as I am at the prospect of people who bought homes they can't really afford getting a bailout while I continue renting--which is to say, not very.  Life is rather too short to spend it getting angry at remote strangers.

The "self"-checkout at Dillons is very misleading.

During my last several treks to Dillons, I bought lots of fresh (unpackaged) produce, none of which had barcodes.  I don't even know how to check out barcode-less produce at the self-checkout station thing, so I got in a regular checkout line (with a human cashier).  But as soon as I got in line, a cashier standing a few feet behind all of the registers said, "Sir, if you'd like I can help you check out at the self-checkout."  So she took my stuff and punched in a whole bunch of numbers (with blinding speed) for the produce I had, and that was that.

The point of this story is that I don't think Dillons should be allowed to have those big signs above the self-checkout machines that say "self-checkout," because that's not what they are anymore.  I don't remember this phenomenon during our myriad trips to Dillons when I was younger, so this must be a recent development.

06 March 2009

University of Oklahoma, you're pretty cool :-D

I got in! With a fellowship to boot! Now I just kinda (really) hope everybody else says no so I don't have to make a tough decision :-P

"Common Sense" quote of the day

Tom Paine is the most quotable man who ever lived, with the possible exception of Jack Handey. Whether you believe what Mr. Paine said or not, it's really hard to argue with him.

Government, like, dress, is the badge of lost innocence; the palaces of kings are built upon the ruins of the bowers of paradise. For were the impulses of conscience clear, uniform and irresistably obeyed, man would need no other law-giver; but that not being the case, he finds it necessary to surrender up a part of his property to furnish means for the protection of the rest; and this he is induced to do by the same prudence which in every other case advises him, out of two evils to choose the least.

01 March 2009

Hilarious things that people do.

And I don't mean that in a derisive or patronizing way at all. People are so funny.

Exhibit A: During my first semester of college, I asked a girl in my honors English class to go to a play with me. A date, in theory. She said yes, but asked me if she could bring her roommate. In my mind I said, "Absolutely not." But in my mouth I said, "Sure, that's cool." The play was really good (it was Steel Magnolias), but the whole experience was a little bit awkward because I ended up sitting next to the girl's roommate (who, incidentally, is a very neat person as well) instead of next to the girl herself. So that was my inaugural foray into the world of college dating. Awesome.

Fast forward to today. One of my housemates spent the last week at the Oklahoma Scholar-Leadership Enrichment Program (OSLEP). The girl I asked out was also there. When my housemate came back today he said, "Oh yeah, [this girl] wanted me to tell you that she's really sorry about freshman year, because she didn't know if it was a date or not, and she's felt bad about it ever since."

... I thought I was the only person in the world who felt really guilty about completely inconsequential things like that. But apparently not! So that made me laugh a lot.

27 February 2009

This is how all academic advisors should respond to their students' despair.

Me: "So I got rejected from the University of Chicago."
Dr. Chen: (dismissive hand-waving gesture) "That's ok."

I've recently fallen hopelessly in love with Ignacy Jan Paderewski's Piano Concerto in A minor. The second movement, especially. It is *gorgeous.* I can't even count how many times I've listened to the majestic grandioso section of the 2nd movement. Sometimes I wonder what Piers Lane looked like as he played that part. Probably like a king.

26 February 2009

Well, it's been fun, University of Chicago :-(

No dice for me. The first letter I got back being a rejection letter does sting a bit. Oh well. Four more chances!

22 February 2009

Thomas Paine was the greatest American writer in history.

He has no equal. Not even close. I'm writing a paper about him for my Western Civilization class, and the most difficult part about writing about Thomas Paine is that I can't decide which parts *NOT* to quote. Virtually every sentence from every book he ever published is rich with vigor and purpose and force, and I'm afraid if I don't just flip a coin for every sentence of his that I read, it will become a 500 page paper.

21 February 2009

More thesis-ing

I'm on page 53 of my honors thesis. It's funny - I wrote about 40 pages of it last summer because last summer I thought, "This crap is really complicated. If I don't spell it all out right now while I'm actually doing it, I'm going to forget it completely." That was one of the best decisions I've ever made. So now I'm putting the finishing touches on it (13 pages of finishing touches, apparently), and then I'm done with this sucker. And not a moment too soon! I started writing it last July, which makes this Month #8. I sent a chapter of it to Dr. Chen, who said it was "okay." I was thrilled. That's the highest praise I think I've ever gotten from him about anything!

13 February 2009

I want to be Polish.

A list of great Poles:

Artur Rubinstein
Fryderyk Chopin
Moritz Moszkowski
Ignacy Jan Paderewski

Yup. I'm moving to Poland. And I'm going to get a tattoo on my back that says "nie dam sie," which is Polish for "never give up." It was also Mr. Rubinstein's motto.

I'm still waiting to hear back from graduate schools. I try to look as nonchalant as humanly possible as I anxiously check my mail three times a day, but I don't know how successful my efforts are. Yesterday my physics professor asked me, in his awesomely Chinese way, "Ok, I throw you big rock. What if you get into Chicago and Florida? Where will you go?" Heck if I know.

29 January 2009

My new favorite piano concerto

For a long time it was Robert Schumann's Piano Concerto in A minor. As of yesterday, the throne has been usurped. Behold Moritz Moszkowski's Piano Concerto in E Major. Mesmerizing beyond compare.

16 January 2009

Ix-nay the Arry-bay Ouglas-day

So I didn't actually go see Barry Douglas.  I would have had to go by myself, and live music just isn't the same when you go by yourself.  It's kind of like going to a movie theatre by yourself.  There's no reason you can't enjoy the film, except that you have nobody to enjoy it with.  With whom to enjoy it.  To with enjoy whom it.  Something like that.  Anyway, I find some modicum of solace in the fact that I don't care much for Liszt's Piano Concerto No. 1.  Actually I don't care for the No. 2 either, but I do like it more than the No. 1.

In other news, I think the Educational Testing Service sucks.  When I took the GRE tests (the general test and the physics subject test) back in early November, I sent my scores to the five graduate schools I'm applying to.  Somehow, they only managed to send it to two of them.  Two others never got them (I had to fax them the copies of my scores the ETS sent to me personally), and I still haven't checked on the fifth.  Lame.

In more exciting news, tomorrow I get to go see Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue with the WSO!  Woohoo!

08 January 2009

Afternoon with Barry Douglas

Ok it's not as personal an encounter as the title suggests. I'm going to a Master Class (as a spectator, of course) at OKCU featuring Barry Douglas, who will be performing Strauss's Burleske and Liszt's Piano Concerto No. 1 in E-flat Major with the OKC Phil on Saturday. I saw Barry Douglas about... 12 years ago, rehearsing something with the Wichita Symphony Orchestra. This will be a blast from the past!