The Deed is Done

The Deed is Done

I just got the confirmation that my MBA Master’s thesis / degree capstone has been graded and approved.

There is still some graduation paperwork to be done by the school, and some official graduation date will be set, but this is the day that matters to me.

After today, I regain many hours of my week.

Until next time at least.

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Vaya con Dios James Garner

Vaya con Dios James Garner

I love James Garner. I grew up with a mother who adores him, and learned to love him early on. What’s not to like? He’s handsome, charming, kind, and modest. He exudes traditional reserved male strength. He gives you the impression of someone just as easy to laugh as he is to pound a bad guy into the ground.

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Ender, how did I miss you?

Ender, how did I miss you?

Last week I decided I was going to get around to watching Ender’s Game. Which meant I had to read the book first because I almost entirely skipped reading things from the sci-fi genre. I never cared for it when I was younger, but I may find that it has a place in my adult life.

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Aphorisms of public school

Aphorisms of public school

I just finished having a quite interesting conversation with a group of science teachers. It was a marvelous example of what I find to be so very wrong with science education in this country.

It began with one of the teachers saying that they were annoyed with kids who ask questions and having to ‘dignify reactionary challenges to their science’ with an answer. He went on to say that if the evidence is good, which ‘it must be in order to be science,’ then answering student questions on these topics is a ‘waste of time better spent teaching’ science.

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Why the Aliens don’t write back

Why the Aliens don’t write back

For what seems to be ages we’ve been pinging the universe with our proverbial text message to any aliens listening. “Come to dinner! Get to know us! We want to be your friend!”

I remember years and years ago participating in the SETI project, turning my home computer into part of a network of people who were sharing computing power to transmit these messages into the wild unknown.

To be completely honest, I think at that point I must have been convinced that all aliens would inherently be nice. If you think about the idea of reaching out to contact aliens who are inherently murderous of your kind… well it sounds like less of a great idea. So apparently I was sure then that they were going to be nice guys and gals.

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Strange extrovert questions

Strange extrovert questions

I was browsing through the first chapter of a new book this morning and I came upon another one of those grand examples of extroverts who don’t understand introverts. In the short span of one page it asks three impossible questions:

1. What is your fondest memory of yourself before the age of 12?

2. Who do you know whose personality you would like to steal and why?

3. Who do you admire?

Now for an extrovert perhaps these questions actually can have answers, but for me they are dead ends. The thing that extroverts never seem to understand about introverts is that we don’t look at the world through other people or compare our experience in it to what other people experience in a direct way.

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Huc accedit Santus Nicholas

Huc accedit Santus Nicholas

It’s almost time for that wonderful morning when the children leap out of beds around the world and tear open bits of paper in search of some special treasure. For me it is the time of year when I get to break out with the one real great excuse I have to speak in Latin to myself.

It’s not as if there are a great many people around who share that particular interest.

My all-time favorite Latin Christmas carol is Silent Night, possibly because I remember all the worlds without fail each year, and quite possibly because I can actually singĀ  the song decently.

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