Archives for the month of: January, 2005

I’ve set up a webcam again to help with researching my Thesis topic. The cam will only be live while I’m at the library and only available through Yahoo! Messenger.

The goal is not to use these experiences as a direct part of my thesis. Instead I’m trying the webcam to assist me in forming interview questions and exploration paths.

So if you’re interest in chatting with a hot, fully dressed, grad student at the library feel free to look me up: rockOn_Matt. I promise I won’t ever appear as a popup in your browser.

This may be old news. I came across a cool little web ap that has a Gojira (that Godzilla for all you round eyes) style monster do battle with tanks and planes with your web page as a backdrop.

For example

Give it a shot, append you’re favorite web address (including the “http://”) to this url:

http://bunnyherolabs.com/dhtml/monster.php?ref=

In other news, I’m fighting a cold. Student Health has informed me that it’s a virus and I just have to wait it out. The problem is that it’s reeking havoc with both my sleeping patterns and concentration. Neither I can afford to screw with. On the plus side, if nothing else, it’s allowed me to catch up on some reading for pleasure. Since text books typically require too much focus, they’re not the best solution for sleepless nights. Instead I’ve been working on my backlog of other books. I just finished Neil Gaiman’s Coraline. My goal is to start a book log here when I have a moment so I can keep track of what I’ve read.

To begin to tell this sordid story of things that shouldn’t be seen, I need to first set the tone:

It’s cold here. Not necessarily super cold, like sub zero, but cold none the less.

Good, now that’s established, on to the story. I left the Reg a little before five today in hopes of catching a $1 latte at the Divinity School Coffee Shop. It’s a Friday tradition here at the U of C and one I take full advantage of whenever I can. On my walk through the first quad I notice something strange:

Lots of people lined up on either side of the quad, forming a corridor of sorts. I get a little further and notice this:

I can’t say whether it was NBC or Telemundo who had sent a camera crew to the U of C. Curious as to what might be going on I asked one of the people what was up. They said it was The Polar Bear Run.

“Polar Bear Run… What’s that?” I replied.

“Part of the Winterfest”

“Winter what?”

“Oh… You must be a grad student… HERE THEY COME”

And then they came:

Fifty or more students. Mainly male with a spattering of females in there. All running. All missing clothes. Some all of them… burr…

And the first thing that ran through my mind is: I need to blog about this… Cell Phone Camera, AWAY!

quick aside on ethics: the only reason I photographed this was because I knew that the camera wouldn’t have enough resolution to capture faces. Beyond that, this was clearly a public event and therefore the people waived a lot of their rights by participating. And besides, they’ll all be shown on Telemundo anyway.

So apparently, there’s a Winterfest going on. It’s the type of thing they don’t tell the grad students about )we’re too busy studying). And this Polar Bear thing has been going on since 1983.

Anyway… What can I say. I’m scarred. Especially after watching some of the people do somersaults. Let’s just put it this way… Cold weather is not a friend to the naked.

On the roadtrip from Chicago to Rochester I happened upon the NPR program Speaking of Faith and heard an interview with Martin Marty, a Lutheran theologian and an instructor here at the University of Chicago. As part of the interview he quoted Reinhold Niebuhr, a famed theologian and the writer of The Serenity Prayer. It’s been stuck in my head for a while and I thought I’d share. Thoughts? Reflections?

Nothing that is worth doing can be achieved in our lifetime; therefore, we must be saved by hope.

Nothing which is true, or beautiful, or good, makes complete sense in any immediate context of history; therefore, we must be saved by faith.

Nothing we do, however virtuous, could be accomplished alone; therefore, we must be saved by love.

No virtuous act is quite as virtuous from the standpoint of our friend or foe as it is from our own standpoint; therefore, we must be saved by the final form of love, which is forgiveness.

Reinhold Niebuhr

One of the aspects of my program is that I’m only allowed to officially take three classes a quarter. In the preceding post I referenced the fact that I’m actually sitting in on five classes, three taken for grades and two audited. Which ever classes I audit will not make it on to my transcript, as I don’t receive a grade in them. So part of what I have to do is decide which classes will look the best on my transcript (in the event I decide to go for a PhD).

Which leads me to a switch that I’m making a little late in the process. Originally my three were going to be:

  • Language in Culture II (aka Metapragmatics: the revenge)
  • Crowds and Publics
  • Rewriting the Past: Memory, remembrance and Memorial

However, I’m going to be switching the third slot to Social Psychology. In part I think it’s because I’m netting out somewhere in the space between Anthropology and Social Psychology. If that’s the case, then it’s more important for me to have the Social Psych on my transcript. Also Rewriting the Past, while useful for my interest in memory creation (which ties back to an interest in the generation of personal histories, which in turn ties back to Kodak), has thus far been a bit of a clunker. It’s focusing heavily on psychoanalysis. I have a lot of issues with the application of psychoanalysis to social (read as group) phenomenon as it really seems a tool geared for individual analysis. And so, right now, that class seems to be built on some dubious assumptions.