January 26th, 2014

Day trip to Salzburg, Austria.

Salzburg was named as “salt city” for its rich salt deposits and is the home of Mozart and Sound of Music. A climb to the Hohensalzburg Fortress provided a stunning pan of the city. 

January 8th, 2014
Apart.
24 hours til departure. I still have not seen my dad and brother since mid-December, and was hoping to pick them up at the airport yesterday afternoon. Cancellations, delays, standbys…they’re stuck in the airport system like an email gets stuck in cyberspace. Hoping to see them at all!

Apart.
24 hours til departure. I still have not seen my dad and brother since mid-December, and was hoping to pick them up at the airport yesterday afternoon. Cancellations, delays, standbys…they’re stuck in the airport system like an email gets stuck in cyberspace. Hoping to see them at all!

January 7th, 2014
November 13th, 2013

Buttoid.

Why does a peach shape have a buttcrack? I can’t imagine it is very efficient for distributing nutrients…

October 22nd, 2013

Fear.

Sometimes, I have this ebbing fear

That I am succeeding at everything that doesn’t matter

And failing at all the things that do. 

September 13th, 2013
Data is not the plural of anecdote.
…or is it?
September 12th, 2013
Why hello rowing, fancy meeting you again.

Why hello rowing, fancy meeting you again.

September 4th, 2013

Harsh reality.

  • Me: Is it more efficient to invest in more expensive, longer lasting lighting parts, or to stick with cheaper, easily replaceable parts?
  • Campus maintenance: For the school, the expensive stuff wins big time over the years. But the cheap ones help us keep our jobs secure.
August 31st, 2013
You are my rain beau, my only rain beau 🎵 (at Reynolda Hall)

You are my rain beau, my only rain beau 🎵 (at Reynolda Hall)

August 28th, 2013

That moment when you just know that your solution will be elegant and not just correct…You can’t help but smile but then your professor looks at you funny because they want to tell you to put away your phone but there is nothing but a pen and a problem set.

August 17th, 2013

Poetic justice.

I would love to see a pepper spray product named Ignorance. Just to mock all the fancy colognes and perfumes with poetic but unfitting names. 

Pretty.

Pretty doesn’t seem to serve a practical purpose, but doesn’t redeem itself like beautiful does by completely mesmerizing those who encounter it. It doesn’t draw attention to any particularly perfect aspect of it, but is rather bland and generic. Pretty is a pretty useless word. Or just a useless one. 

I suppose it exists to describe exactly that. 

Givens.

There’s things we take as givens - things we should do, or things that will always be there for us, and we question everything except for it. Then there’s this moment when we suddenly realize that maybe it shouldn’t be, or maybe there’s another way. It’s not a soul-wrenchingly deep doubt…just a tickle. Then the things around it begin to swirl into chaos and we find ourselves struggling to keep the many things in some kind of order. Not because the order is necessary, but because the order is comforting. Whether this unrest leads to another thing sneakily becoming a given, or an equilibrium of a different kind, I have yet to figure out. 

August 6th, 2013
I needed these words more than I realized.

I needed these words more than I realized.

July 11th, 2013
The original Pocky. The ABC childhood is practically made of this stuff.

The original Pocky. The ABC childhood is practically made of this stuff.