April 10th, 2005

beartato phd

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Some kind of work ethic breakthrough happened this morning. I
(a) Was standing in the shower thinking, is there a reasonably small chunk of research work I could get done easily and quickly before the Nietzschean Will To Procrastination kicks in.
(b) Thought to myself, yes, I need to write a small program to do exactly task X.
(c) Got out the shower, and wrote and debugged it in a half an hour.
(d) Wondered why the princeton folks have a huge mess of tangled sources.cfg files in their FPCC suite with many redundant dependencies that I need to write a silly little program to linearize, and also why fully half their .elf files aren't reachable.
beartato phd

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Since the weather was so nice out today, I was walking around campus totally aimlessly around 6pm. There's this weird arty installationy thing here called the "Kraus Campo" that was built, what, a year ago or so? I still hadn't gotten around to seeing it, so I did. It was kind of neat, but underwhelming. But also since the weather was so nice, some of the windows of the fine arts building's lower level (at the same level as my feet) were left open. In one of the rooms with the open window, whose door is normally locked, was a nice upright piano, and it looked like it was in good shape, being in a room forbidden to hoi polloi (i.e. such as me) crapping it the crap up. I leave it to you to imagine the little angel-and-devil-on-the-shoulders routine that ensued. Needless to say, I hopped in the window and started playing away. (lo-fi mp3 of "blue step", still my current favorite blues variant)

Before all this I had went to some sort of event for bill peduto with ofsusan and lincoln3 and bumped into susancalvin. Mr. Peduto himself seemed pretty likeable, for a politician.