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Oh, Weddings

So my friend Wilderness is getting married at the end of April and his wedding invitation contained an innocuous question: favorite song. Now, this is, at first glance, an innocuous question. For me, it should be obvious. My favorite band of all time is Simon and Garfunkel. My favorite Simon and Garfunkel song is The Boxer. Hence, that should be my favorite song. Yet, that question is insidious because you just can’t answer using the preceding methodology. One’s favorite song needs to tell everyone one’s musical sophistication and pretension (i.e. the listeners must at once be overwhelmed by the goodness of the music and stupidity for not having the same great taste of knowing that song) and cut across genres, moods, motifs, themes, and playlists. For example, I know what my favorite Simon and Garfunkel song is, my favorite Portland indie song, my favorite Beethoven piano sonata, but favorite song? Can it include opera arias? Vietnamese music? Musical scores from movies?

Anyway, since nobody reads this thing anymore, I am longer in shame of revealing my terrible taste in pop music and so, until Wilderness’s wedding, I shall be generating lists and trying to choose a worthy yet pretentious song as a non-bias point estimate of my favorite song. Incidentally, I started off with 10 songs for Wilderness’s Wedding (i.e. 10 songs having to do with l’amore (which, incidentally isn’t the same as the top 10 songs I would want played at my wedding) and had a really hard time populating it while the Top 10 Songs for breaking up was done in about 10 minutes.

WWC Podcast 2: Hot and Sour Soup

So here's the 2nd WWC podcast. A little better this time and much more banter! Oh, genetic epistemology!

Oh, Projects that Never Get off the Ground!

So, Dave and I have been talking about doing a podcast for WWC for the longest time. Thankfully, sheer laziness has saved the world.

Lodge and I, however, seem to have plenty of free time these days. Hence, the first WWC podcast! Like the first episode of anything, this one is riddled with errors (forgot the garlic!) and we'll probably nervously change the subject when speaking of it years from now. That being said, enjoy!

Note: Note: Full recipe available at http://www.phooeyhoo.com/cookbook/ginger_shrimp.pdf and full WWC cookbook available at http://www.phooeyhoo.com/cookbook.

Attention Raleigh Drivers ...

... for the love of God, please turn off your brights!!!

That is all.

Snowtoro!!!

Oh, dear God. This is the cutest thing ever! Thanks, Sho

Six More Days and I Wonder ...

... why aren't I on a road trip in Spain with Mario Batali, Mark Bittman, Gwyneth Paltrow, and Claudia Bassols?

Seven Days Left ...

... of comprehensive exam hell for me. With one week to go I can honestly say that the act of going through a Ph.D. program is something that no normal sane human being should ever want to subject themselves to. It's like volunteering to jump through a series of flaming hoops, each one more fiery and dangerous than the last. Did I mention that it's all self imposed as well? And that the rewards are minuscule and don't even translate into more financial gain? That if anything, you're losing money because you're not making money during the best money making years of your life?

So what great insights on educational research, learning theories, educational psychology, epistemological and ontological realty, or hierarchical linear modeling did I have today? None, only that the Beethoven opus 133, the so called grosse fugue may possibly be the greatest thing ever written. More tomorrow night.

Harambee!

Harambee!

That is all!

Why is This Night Different From All Other Nights?

Because the United States of America, only fifty years removed from the civil rights movement and 143 years removed from slavery, has elected a black man to be its next president. I am stunned, awed, and proud. And to think that only two years ago I told Nicole that I did not believe a non-white male would be president during our lifetimes.