Tuesday, December 18, 2007
Of course, you could take the grounds for Florida's suit and limit anyone from publicly expressing their opinion on any subject in which they are not a professional. By that rationale, since my PhD is not in international relations, I should not be "permitted" to express my opinion on the Iraq War in public. On the same token, pretty much everyone at FoxNews would have to "shut up" about almost everything except plastic surgeons and conservative ideology..... maybe I could live with this.....
Anyway, this also gave me pause because as a PhD I am not a P.G.- Professional Geologist. Its a licensure required for geologists working in a variety of fields just as hair dressers, medical doctors, therapists, notary publics, etc., have to have their certification bestowed in order to do what they've been trained to do legally. I've never thought about the ramifications of this and would be curious to know if anyone has (i) thought about it and (ii) had any ramifications from it. It seems as if it wouldn't be an issue if you have a degree to back you up as legit, but this column suggests that really a PhD doesn't necessarily guarantee diddly.
BTW, it comes to no surprise to this Stranger that sand is in demand, so if you're in need of giving your investment portfolio a boost, don't get rid of the kids' sand box quite yet! Personally, I'm heavy into feldspathic litharenite these days. It's been undervalued for a long time in my opinion :O)
Thursday, December 6, 2007
P.S. it is definitely time for bed as the TV has become a Jerry Springer episode entitled "Kung-fu Hillbilly".... good thing it is on mute...
Tuesday, November 20, 2007
We've been trying to conserve water by forsaking our lawn, but what I didn't realize is that our new habit of unplugging minor appliances (TV, DVD player, cell phone charger) was saving water as well. Turns out power requires more water than our neighbor's 3 ton requires in baths, as outlined in this article in the Free Republic. The numbers were quite interesting to me - I honestly wasn't aware of the magnitude of the amount of water needed to keep the lights on.
Monday, November 12, 2007
- DWF (Dallas-Fort Worth) has to be one of the worst multi-terminal airports around
- DAY (Dayton, OH) is a surprisingly large airport
- CLT (Charlotte, NC) has incredibly cute and inviting rocking chairs positioned along concourses that seem to call out to sit a spell, sip some sweet tea and listen to a story about Old Man Jones's tobacco farm or surf the web for free...
- Frontier Airlines have the least helpful employees I've ever encountered
- I should really carry a enviro-friendly travel kit with a light-weight, reusable mug for airplane refreshments because I have generated a considerable amount of waste lately by consuming hydration from flimsy plastic cups
Thursday, November 8, 2007
I walk into the exam room and the Dr. immediately starts chatting me up- if his accent didn't give him away as a native, the conversation quickly would have.
Him: Your name looks familiar... was your husband in here recently?
Him: Are you sure?
Me: Yes (because my husband has a different last name, but I didn't feel the need to go into details on that, as it would surely expose me as a pinko-commie left-wing nut job)
Him: What department are you in?
Him: A guy came in from that department recently...
We converse until we converge on the newest member of our faculty (i.e. not me - yay!)
Him: He did an internship with Exxon... so why is the cost of gas so high?
Me: Well, there are a lot of Chinese people that want to use gasoline like we have been using it all these years.
Him: You know what I think, the government needs to lift the restrictions on offshore drilling so we can go drill these areas where we know there's oil, like Alaska. Maybe there isn't enough, but just lifting the restriction will do something to help lower the price.
Me: (mentally slapping my own forehead) I don't think that's going to help very much. There are 2 billion people in India and China that create such huge demand on a dwindling supply- we just really need to start using less. That's why we just bought a Prius- and I even do research in oil and gas related fields.
Him: I bought a pick-up truck a few years ago, and when I bought it diesel was 99 cents a gallon- now it costs me three times as much to fill it! I do think gas should cost more...
[Me: getting excited- yes! Make the price reflect it's true cost to our society and our environment and encourage people to conserve!]
Him: ...[paraphrasing] so we can make a ton of money off of drilling offshore Alaska.
Somewhere along the line I recited some blurry and some not so blurry letters and got my prescription. Sadly, I could tell he would have the same conversation with me if I walked in 10 minutes later, all ramped up and ready to drill ANWAR so an optometrist in Dixieland can drive his diesel to work his office job for the same price as back in 1999.
Later, he brought up Hillary Clinton as an analogy for how popular culture misrepresents the South. It was a strange example for him to choose, as I am fairly sure he is not a fan of Hillary ("When the media say that half the people like her, they don't focus on the fact that it means half of the people don't like her...).
One of the stranger things I've gotten to experience lately is "courting" potential graduate students. I hope to get some good students to apply to the program and with any luck they will actually come to my department and work with me. But the whole process is a sort of sordid version of junior high school role reversals- you know, trying to seem as cool as you possibly can and even flaunting all the geeky lab-bling at your disposal. At least I haven't had to slow dance to INXS "Never Tear Us Apart"- yet - but prospects are good to have some good people working on projects with me- eager, excited, and full of geo-love.
I have to say that talking with these young'uns is hilarious- its like looking in a time-warped mirror of what I was back in my geology puppy-love days. I literally had more than one student say to me "I'm not exactly sure what I want to focus on- I just like it all so much!" Soooo cute! And I admit, put an outcrop in front of me and I pretty much start slobbering like a Labrador, and I even get the Pavlovian response to plotting new data or tweeking a figure to perfection, but all that does get a bit clouded by the publish-or-perish (or fund-thy-research-or-perish as may be more of the case) rat race that is academia. Of course, when it comes down to it, that excitement about rocks is always there, waiting underneath the to-do list of tedium necessary to keep institutions of higher learning operating. And in the end it makes this a pretty cool way to make a living!
Thursday, September 6, 2007
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Friday, August 3, 2007
I have uncovered a new law regarding proposal writing, which if it hasn't been already exposed by Piled Higher and Deeper, Jorge Cham is hereby authorized to use this law for purpose of educating the academic masses:
P = the amount of money requested by a proposal, in thousands of dollars (USD, unfortunately given the poor exchange rate)
V = Proposal volume, i.e., number of words/pages of a 12 pt. Palatino or Helvetica font (gets you the most letters per space within regulation) with 1.5 line spacing, 300 words is approximately equal to one page
Then the product of these (PV) is equal to the product of nRT, where:
n= 1 + number of post-docs available to write proposal for you
R = years since P.I. obtained Ph.D.
T= time spent writing, rewriting, editing the proposal, running forms around for signatures, drafting and redrafting figures, and checking references to be sure all potential reviewers are sufficiently represented, in hours
The observed behavior is that T expands to fill every minute between the time you realize you are screwed, there is no way to meet the proposal deadline and you are never going to get tenure to the proposal deadline itself.
Recently, experiments were performed using the given parameters:
V= 1700 words = 5.667 pages
Given these conditions, T= 429.318 hours, and averaging 4 hours of sleep that's about three weeks, but it felt more like 429,319 because through my powers of procrastination I reduced T by about 50%. Aside from procrastination effects, the only other proven way to minimize T, is to either only write short grant proposal for pocket change from foundations of former pillagers of the earth (i.e., Rockerfeller, Carnegie, Getty, etc. - no offense intended, I'll still accept your money!), have a lot of post-docs, or just wait for the mere passage of time, during which you either acquire tenure or apathy.
Future investigations are planned to investigate the relationship between mechanisms inducing a decrease in T and rates of successful granstpersonship and/or promotion to associate professorship.
If anyone knows some serious string theory kung-fu, I'd be interested in hearing about quantum methods of reducing T, but only for the dimensions of which or in which I'm conscious (I know there's at least one!)
Saturday, July 28, 2007
I spent the last few days tooling around the vast expanse of Big Sky country scoping out rocks for a new project. I hadn't been to these parts for around 10 years. A lot is the same- tiny towns dot ribbons of asphalt that string together valley after valley of ranch land. Even country radio hasn't changed much- still a lot of Garth Brooks and Shania Twain.
The difference is the development. Condos where pasture land used to be. Shopping malls instead of hayfields. And weird hybrid fast-food joints (e.g., Kent-Taco-Huts) at interstate exits that used to be vacant. All in the name of progress.
In particular I got insider insight on a new exclusive condo-ski-golf-hunt-fish resort being built near Bozeman: Moonlight basin. From their website:
Aside from the startling symbiosis between wildlife and ski-trails, one other thing stands out in this synopsis, geologically speaking. The terrain of this place and hence its geology - bordered on 4 sides by towering mountain peaks. These peaks are formed in significant part by Cretaceous shale. So basically this place is a big bowl with really crumbly sides. Recent landslides and debris flow deposits are all over the place (source: insider info to remain confidential unless under subpoena) and the roads in and out and around the development are just being built right over top of them. It really is not fit for development, but somehow, it happened. But wait you say, aren't there building codes? Surely in a place so geologically unstable, restrictions would exist. All I know is that the map produced by the geologist hired by Moonlight basin is going to be different than the one produced by the state's geologist. So code enforcement depends on a geologic map, and the map depends on the science behind the mapping. This is why we need to have skilled mappers around who can see what others miss.
Finally, over a year later, after risking everything they owned, the three partners beat out bids from various national interests to secure the land.
Exciting! And scary. Heavily leveraged with the loud ticking of the “interest clock,” the partners quickly formed the company Moonlight Basin Ranch, L.P., and assembled a team of forestry and water specialists, wildlife biologists, and geologists [emphasis added] to tell them what they had and how to manage it.
What they had was a 40-square mile valley bordered on all four boundaries by towering mountain peaks and immense mountain ranges. While historically an abundant region, the land was now tattered and its wildlife populations scattered. The partners had a big challenge ahead of them.
Through Moonlight Basin Ranch, the partners began engaging in careful, limited real estate development on the property. They had made the commitment to work to protect as much as 75-80% of the property, so through sales to conservation buyers, they immediately placed over half of their new holdings into permanent conservation easements.
At the same time, after consulting with their experts, the partners began carefully clearing dense, biologically uniform stands of lodge pole pine; created new logging practices that minimized damage to top soils; replanted native plants in areas to create more bio-diverse sections; and meticulously cleared other areas to generate mountain meadows and grasslands for deer, elk, moose, and other animals.
The effects of these actions became immediately apparent and Moonlight Basin was on its way to recovery. But one more twist in the story remained.
While consulting with wildlife experts, Lee and his partners were surprised and pleased to learn that ski trails on the property would serve to enhance wildlife in the area. Additional selective clearing to make the trails combined with a resurgence of native grasses could actually sustain more wildlife in the spring and summer months. And people could enjoy the land in the winter.
So in the mid-1990s, the partners built a small lift and trail network and over time have continued to develop and expand it. Not only has this allowed for the creation of a celebrated destination resort, but it’s also laid the groundwork for Moonlight Basin’s continued environmental renewal.
Today, this unique valley's future is bright. The elk population on the property has nearly doubled in the past decade. Moose populations have tripled. Areas that were timbered over 30 years ago have been cleaned up. And new growth forests are over 14 feet tall.
The story of Moonlight basin goes on:
Lee Poole sums up Moonlight Basin’s focus in the new millennium: “We’ve raised our children, and now our grandchildren, here and we want to give back.”Give back? Not exactly. You can get the splendor of Moonlight basin for a price. This resort is gated and is members only. I hope The West doesn't end up diced up into little postage stamp parcels with the gems set aside for those of the seven-figure tax bracket. It just seems that there are some places where humans should leave no mark and other places that should belong to everyone.
Oh well- one day Moonlight basin will just fill up with sediment - maybe then the gates won't matter anymore!
Friday, July 13, 2007
Tuesday, May 29, 2007
It's also time to resume more scienc-ey topics for this blog (apologies for the technical jargon :)
I think I'll kick it off starting now with a bit o'wisdom from The Onion:
Sunday, May 27, 2007
This is an interesting article to read as I, a foreigner, sit in China, in a "French" cafe -never mind the sweet bean-filled croissants and green tea mousse cake- sipping a latte (which is quite delicious, btw!). Speaking for my paisanos back in Meiguo, the typical western perspective of China is that it is filled with only Chinese, not counting Tibetans in Tibet or Taiwanese in Taiwan. In a way this is true, since relatively speaking there is not a huge population of immigrants here, legal or illegal. But to the Chinese, thier society includes several dozen minorities that they view more or less as exotic creatures that are most interesting when practicing cutural rituals, songs or dance while wearing traditional clothing. Imagine if the Indian reservations in the US were Disney-ified, and then multiply that by 1 billion (the difference between 300 million US residents and 1.3 billion Chinese) to get an idea for the huge industry built around minority tourism here. And that's just the domestic tourism market- there's a huge international market for this tourism branch as well. In fact, during my first stint in Beijing, I was taken to a bar with some type of minority theme. There were real live minorities, young adults, singing, some quite well, and dancing, wearing blue jeans and sneakers beneath their traditional costume, as a crowd of Han Chinese, chain-smoking and drinking Heinekin for 5 USD, looked on. It's very likely these singing/dancing minorities were sending money they made back to the people in their village.
Interestingly, for being apart of a food-centric culture, mainstream Chinese aren't generally too interested in partaking of minority cuisine. I've happened through some of these minority areas over the last few years, and the Chinese I travelled with usually go to great pains to stay at Han hotels and eat at Han restaurants... Anyway, I'm getting to a point...
...which, is that segregation in China was never an issue, because there is the Han Chinese and then there was everyone else and that's just the way it was and the way it had been for millenia- even though to the outside world the difference wasn't neccessarily that noticible. Diversity, particularly during the Cultural Revolution, wasn't an inherent value or a lifestyle concept here. (I just googled "cultural revolution" ... probably a bad idea! If this post ends suddenly, call the U.S. Embassy!)
Change is brewing, though you can bet that change is happening much more slowly than economic growth, and in actuality is a side-effect of that growth. I'm here in a cafe - the only foreigner with a dozen or so Chinese. Last night I ate at a "South American" BBQ place that was remarkable for many reasons, one being there was a waiting list to get into the place, which for a town with at least a million restaurants and probably half a billion people who could never afford this place (the set menu included absurd quantites of meat and a buffet for the equivalent of 6.25 USD), is something remarkable. This restaurant isn't even downtown- its way in the northern edge of the city- basically a suburb. Another reason, is that in this giant restaurant, a main floor and encircling balcony- probably sat 250 people all told- I spotted 2 other foreigners. The place was packed, a soft-rock trio sang covers of Wham! from a little platform. There was a buffet. There were no chopsticks- instead forks, spoons and knives! Twenty years ago- heck even 10 years ago, this would have been unheard of. And it wasn't like the customers were at a display or some kind of exotic show. It was definitely still a Chinese atmosphere- a bunch of families eating and talking, just there for dinner, some possibly for a special occasion. The great thing is Beijingers are enjoying these places! Maybe soon the aspects of other cultures, including minority populations, won't seem like a spectacle, but just like a good time.
So what I am saying is that- Pollyanna Moment- there is hope for harmony in the world, because we are all susceptible and in many ways accustomed to sticking to our own cultural norms. But, lo and behold, when we expose ourselves to other cultures, we often find many things that we like about it and that there really isn't a need to blow one another up over it. On the contrary, our differences make for lucrative tourism industries. But keeping us all from sticking to our comfort zone, takes effort. Look at me- here I am in Beijing at a French (i.e., western) cafe. But hey, at least I didn't go to the KFC or Pizza Hut next door.
Really, we humans aren't all that different from one another. Just take it from the Chinese boy band video playing in a continuous loop feed on the LCD flat screen TV that hangs on wall next to me. I think I'm going to go have another latte.
Sunday, May 20, 2007
I met today with the Northwest branch of the China Geological Survey. It was a good time and brought a couple things to mind.
China is hugely populous, and they can and do sprinkle the countryside with mappers every year at a fraction of the cost for the US to do the same. There was a time, maybe 30 years ago, when the same thing did happen in the US, with the US Geological Survey paving the way. It wasn't that salaried geoscientists busted the US budget, but for some reason, it is no longer a funding priority to know what in tarnations our motherland is composed of and so mapping is becoming somewhat of a lost art in the US.
Not so in China. And with a country that contains some of the most bizzare geology in the world- Tibet plateau, Loess plateau, giant rivers, low basins surrounded by mountains, feathered dinosaurs- there is no shortage of discoveries to be made. It is fun to see it happen, but really there's no way to infiltrate this process as a foreigner. I can come here and find small areas or even regional relationships to delve into, but nothing brings about an intimate knowlege of a place like mapping does.
Thursday, May 17, 2007
The stadium is known as the "Bird's Nest" and it is truly awesome. I've caught a few glimpses of it during the past week. In its current stage of construction it looks pretty much like it will next year- you can google to find a variety of artist renditions of its completed look. I won't spoil it here for those who like surprises. I can tell you it is like no other stadium ever built- and because of the massive resources it required- around four times the average tonnage of steel used in similar constructions- its likes will probably not be seen again any time soon!
China, despite extreme poverty in the countryside, has a wealth of resources to be dispatched on a project like this. The economic hurdles for a project to be successful, well, they don't exist in the same way that they do in the fully "developed" world. Thus, the '08 games are sure to be a visually stunning display, akin to a cultural shock-n-awe extravaganza. I know I'll be tuned in!
To check out all the proposals for Beijing's Olympic stadium you can look here. I think they made the perfect choice.
Wednesday, May 16, 2007
I have been attending an "International" Conference on petroleum geology, but the demographic is at least a 3-1 Chinese to Foreigner ratio- which is kind of like getting a glimpse into the future when this gargantuan population starts to spread its wings the coming decades. You can tell I've been here a while because of the extraneous capital letters finding their way into this post.
Needless to say, any amount of time in China is fodder for an array of blogging subjects, and in this case even on geoscience topics. Perhaps tomorrow I'll post a few photos from the field trip associated with this conference. But tonight the majority of my energies must go toward digesting a Chinese Banquet dinner. So I'll post just a few words on what that means.
I've been to quite a few Banquets now in China and they usually involve consumption of a foul liquor called baijiu and recently Great Wall red wine and other beverages. Your hosts may frequently request you to "gan bei"- the equivalent of bottom's up- to chug your drink. Animals or parts of animals that are considered special along with all manner of other special foods- for which it is better to just remain ignorant to their true origin- are the focus of the meal. There's usually a lot of toasting, a continuous arrival of plates of new food, plate after plate after plate, and then usually when the fruit arrives, you know you've almost made it to the end.
Tonight had a little extra- professional karaoke singers (a real job only in China) belting Traditional Chinese songs. Being foreigners, we got to sit in the front row, next to the loudspeakers. It was hard to keep a straight face.
Then, when we returned to our rooms we had a gift waiting - a bag of field clothes, consisting of a bright Red (redder than the Red Army) outfit, complete with shirt, pants and hat.
I am pretty sure this is just overwhelming hospitality, but there comes a point when you start to wonder: are they just messing with us foreigners? Sometimes it is hard to tell, and in the end, we may never know! It is as the Chinese saying goes: You can always fool a foreigner.
Wednesday, April 4, 2007
This is why my interest is piqued by the Homeland project that is soliciting soil samplers across the U.S. to collect and send in soil that will be documented, put on display in the form of artwork, and then ironically buried as part of a time capsule, the purpose of which is probably something other than confusing future generations of geologists interpreting the paleosol (= paleo-soil) record. To be honest, I'm not sure why they are doing it, but check out their website to get a free kit of your own if you like!
Tuesday, March 20, 2007
The NSF is, in its own words:
an independent federal agency created by Congress in 1950 "to promote the progress of science; to advance the national health, prosperity, and welfare; to secure the national defense…It may be hard for the nongeologist to imagine ways that geoscience advance our health, prosperity, welfare and defense but take arsenic, climate change, water and uranium (or hydrocarbons) as respective examples. Because natural resources and natural systems profoundly impact and often form the basis basis for our standard of living, NSF supports scientific research to improve our understanding of earth processes.
The catch: getting NSF to give you money basically requires Jedi skills. Their budget (including operations) of about $6 billion seems like a lot-though it is roughly 1.5% of the Dept. of Defense - but there are always more good proposals than there are funds. In fact, there are increasingly more good proposals than there are funds. Word on the street is "excellent" proposals writteny by Yoda himself (is Yoda a he?) would still get the boot. However, some say that NSF now favors frontier science and supposedly funding frontier science favors young investigators who are more likely to propose high-risk science. The only problem though, is if you crash-and-burn early on, your chances for future funding drops substantially below the current 22% funding rate.
It does seem, however, that getting the faucet turned on is the tricky part. But once it is on, funding begets funding, and considering you don't pull a Kaczynski, the cup should remain at least half-full with only a few mind tricks along the way.
Monday, March 19, 2007
Then check out Al Gore's website: http://www.algore.com/cards.html He will tell your rep. what you think.
Tell Congress:Now is the time to act on global warming! Sign the postcard to your representative demanding real action on global warming below and I’ll personally deliver it to Washington in March. I’ll keep you up to date on how things are going by email.
Friday, March 16, 2007
Yes, sand is finally the hot commodity ... in Singapore!
Tuesday, March 13, 2007
Part of what spurred this search was that I'd like to recruit a diverse student group for potential graduate studies here. You'd think there'd be plenty of diversity on a campus like Southern Football U., but there isn't. So I looked elsewhere. It's not there either.
Another part of what spurred this was Act IV in Spike Lee's "When the Levees Broke: A requiem in four acts". It shows in devastating detail how the citizens of New Orleans (dominantly not white/caucasian) put their trust in a system (i.e., government) that failed them repeatedly and in many ways. Their ability to trust, in my humble opinion, was rooted their lack of education and understanding of extremely pertinent and basic earth science principles regarding their hometown. I'd be devastated too if I had lived with a false sense of security that came crashing down with no one in sight to help in my time of greatest need. But, and I am not blaming the NOLA residents when I say this, a little education would have gone a long way in that situation. That scenario was going to happen- in fact, it had already happened, multiple times, prior to settlement of NOLA. And it was going to happen again, the only question was when. Hurricanes will hit New Orleans directly sometime, someday. That's why now is the time to call in the Dutch!
Will it take natural disasters affecting different segments of our society to get some diversity into the geosciences? I'm not sure even Katrina will impact that. To be honest, I'm not sure what the answer is.
Maybe the answer is large buckets of $$. I could certainly test that solution out!
Sunday, March 11, 2007
The drive out with the class was one of nervous trepidation - what in the world was I really taking them to see? Had there been anything truly noteworthy there to show the class once we got there? The miles ticked by.
It turned out to be quite a nifty geospot. I'll show a couple highlights below:
My personal favorite. Notice the fan-like patterns in the middle of the photo:
Here's a closeup:
This is a fossilized feeding structure known as Zoophycus. It is produced by a type of worm-like organisims that "mines" fine-grained sediments for nutrients. It is characterized by concave-upward traces with whorled peaks and fans out across a plane horiziontal to somewhat oblique to bedding. Preservation of these types of feeding structures began approximately 500 million years ago and are found in deposits on the modern sea floor today. This type of feeding trace is common in reduced (anoxic) environments.
We took a few slabs that were chock full of Zoophycus, but didn't get any picts of those. I displayed effusive excitment that either inspired my students to appreciate the mysteries you can unlock through intimate knowledge of sedimentary geology, or I convinced them I was a total weirdo, albeit an amusing wierdo. My early conclusion is that either case can lead to effective teaching, as long as you snag their attention one way or another. I can update on my tests of this theory later on.
Another exciting find came through the hard-bodied fossils we saw:
A student went hog-wild when we came across a bed loaded with these bivalve fossils. He spent most of the time excavating this bed for samples, and worked up quite a sweat beating the crap out of the outcrop with a hammer. These are quite well preserved and look MAH-velous for their age (300 million years old or so). I have a paper that goes through the paleontology of the unit we were looking at and I plan to shamelessly exploit this students excitment by having him sort some of these out and get names on them. I'll update once he gets that done!
Saturday, March 3, 2007
-worked all day like a maniac on paper that was submitted 9 months ago, after which I heard nothing for seven months, then days before Christmas "its going out for review" to which I replied, that old manuscript is last year's news and requested to rewrite it (??? what was I thinking?!?), then sought to find time between the holidays, starting a new job/life to rewrite, finally drew line in the sand... got it sent off, went home and tried to prep for class and grade exams, but instead collaped
-morning = harried exam grading and class prep then class- did a short informal "feedback" exercise that was at first nerve-wracking but then extremely helpful, an interesting outcome being that even though overall perception of actual learning was moderate, everyone would recommend the class to a friend...
-courted the idea of scoping field trip site for Thurs, but checked weather (outlook: not so good) and found out there were ZERO vehicles available from the motorpool... say wah? Zero? Field trip effectively cancelled
-instead I must have done other stuff, but I can't really recall what that may have been, and so was likely a combination of digging out from pile of crap on desk, assorted emails, trying to spend start up and the like
-submitted conference payment (shouldn't be note worthy, but conference is in China, so the default is noteworthyness= length of conference title plus the number of people in the organizing committee multplied by all the tea in China)
-went to noon seminar
-spent an hour digging through mineral drawers for a science "Event" on Sat
-spoke with a wayward senior undergrad seeking to avoid having to get a job by doing a master's degree... exerpt of conversation went like this:
Student: I couldn't really decide before, but I graduate in Aug (need to retake science class) and think I want to do a master's degree
Me: What do you want to do?
Student: Well I liked these classes and I like to be outside.
Me: What kind of rocks are you interested in?
Student: I'm not sure really, but I like to be outside.
Me: Do you like to write? Because Master's thesis have lots of pages.
Student: Well, no, but I like to be outside. This one time, I was outside, and I found a cool rock. Want to see it?
-was rescued from this conversation by an apointment to ferry samples for the "Event"
-attended info seminar on weekend science "Event", a timely two days before actual event
-an afternoon seminar
-morning class prep then class, who were mainly interested in whether or not lab would be cancelled because of "severe weather"
-Had brief chat with student who had missed getting-the-test-back day in class, got to hear about procrastination problems and how student actually anticipated scoring worse than the D- they made
-nabbed free lunch with prospective grad student visit (lure of the free lunch is irresistable to current and former graduate students... some things just never change)
-spent afternoon attempting to write activity for science "Event" while periodically ducking tornados and trying to cross-paths with visiting candidate for faculty position
-worked on writing science "Event"
-observed visiting candidate teach intro Geo class, which was most valuable as a chance to observe what intro Geo students do with themselves during class (general break down 33% note taking, 16.5% sleeping/checking out other students, 16.5% reading other non-class related materials, 33% sudoku, and 1% actually responding to instructor queries). Also experienced flash-back and Post-Traumatic Stress (complete with sweaty palms) over my experience as interviewing candidate teaching an unknown sea of intro Geo students
-managed to meet the Mr. "A'int" for lunch (though was late due to on-slaught of door-knockers that usually never happens)
-Attempted to square away activity for the "Event", somehow very little got done between students, phone calls, start-up business etc.
-attended research talk by visiting job candidate, had similar PST nausea as when watching candidate teach
-Today was the "Event" and I'm glad it is over. No major trainwrecks for the equivalent of a librarian running a little league tournament. But it took all day and I suffered a post-adrenaline crash once the results were turned in and it was all over.
-Tomorrow we look at the insides of houses we may want to buy. This marks a true transition from the hypothetical to getting into the ring. Homeownership is just a hop, skip, and mammoth debt acquisition away! Hooray!
Monday, February 19, 2007
Indiana Jones divides his time between teaching at prestigious universities and field work. Jones believes that archaeology [would have been geology if geologic time would fit in the 2-hr cinematographic (?) framework] is the "search for fact - not truth".I admit wanting to be both Indiana Jones and McGyver as a kid (and also Murdoch from the A-team and Kitt from Knight Rider... that's right, I wanted to be a car... but Kitt was a talking car! Even back then David Hasselhoff was too cheesy for an 9 year old kid to idolize), hence my tendency to hang with the "cool kids" in thermochronology/geochronology whenever I can.
But at the end of the day, sedimentary geologists usually end up sweaty, dusty, unshaven, and some times bleeding- just like Indy. And that's just after teaching class!
It's too bad these guys never got to collaborate. I can see McGyver improvising a anti-snake smoke-screen from a box of tic-tacs, a key-ring, and a road flare, while Indy bull-whips the crap out of some bald German guy. I guarantee any article by Jones and McGyver or McGyver and Jones would be the most downloaded ever! Maybe that day is coming?
Sunday, February 18, 2007
But apparently the prognosis is not so grim for those in Ph.D.-land to bail,
Study director Eileen Crimmins of the USC Leonard Davis School of Gerontology says she wouldn't recommend halting any schooling based on the results.I would wager quite a few moon pies (which are, apparently, a delicious treat favored in these parts and a likely topic for a future blog) that the memory loss starts well before 70. I think they should take a bunch of rookie grad students, test their memory at their matriculation and then again after they defend and I bet the results would be the same.
In fact, there is one study that could come in extremely useful: "I am soooo sorry I forgot to (insert chore/task/drudgery here), but as you know, Alley et al. (2007) has demonstrated that my numerous years in school have impaired my memory such that I cannot be held accountable." I am pretty sure Fannie Mae will go for that, or maybe at least the phone company.
I do wonder if the real root of this problem is either the prolonged sleep deprivation or increased consumption of cheap libations experienced by grad students. Probably both!
One thing I don't understand is the data came from Asset and Health Dynamics of the Oldest Old, a project that uses the acronym A.H.E.A.D. .... wait a minute..... there's a few letters missing there. I guess if you are going to be calling your subjects the "Oldest Old", then using a nicer acronym than A.H.D.O.O. is the least you can do.
Thursday, February 15, 2007
Lately I cannot shake the feeling that I'm always forgetting something. Today I realized its because I am always forgetting something!
The transition from Ph.D.-land to a "real-job" in academia is a traumatic one. A part of the trauma is that everyone outside of academia thinks your job is so cush: "How many classes are you teaching? Only one? Wow, what do you do with all your free time? And you get the summer off too? How many years did you have to be a student to get this gig?"
Another trauma is going from being virtually independent (assuming a functional relationship with your advisor) to hostile take-over of all minutae of your work by a innundation of bureaucratic administrative crap, especially when you are starting out with a beater computer, email that doesn't work, accounts that aren't set up, furniture that isn't there (filing cabinets are so last century) and total lack of equipment to do your specialized work.
And then there is the transition from being in Ph.D. land, with the luxury of thinking about one goal, all the time, giving it undivided attention, and that being your lovely pet: research.
Before starting as a prof, I would have said that research actually was multi-faceted and that there were different projects and they all had exciting avenues for discovery that varied substantially, that thinking about research wasn't really thinking about just one thing because it all required different aspects of your attention. O, how cute that sounds now!
I've read in the geo-blogosphere (blog on, you crazy diamonds) of others "A-day-as-a-scientist" and thought oh, how cool, I should do that too. Then I realized that lately science has had very little to do with the make up of my day. There's always a class to prepare for, start-up to spend, seminars to attend, another class to prepare for, grant opportunities to pursue, a lab to prepare for, email to read, faculty meetings to go to, justification for start-up spending...and of course, class again. And this is after I've accepted the relentless pursuit of mediocrity when it comes to class prep.
A fellow faculty kindly offered some sage advice she had been given, and the actual wording of which went something like this:
The trick to hauling 2 tons of canaries in a 1 ton truck is to keep half of them in the air.Gotta love the southern flair to that description of multi-tasking!
But I think there is more to it than that. You actually have to forget those canaries (or juggling balls, or chain-saws on fire, whatever it is you have to toss up for a while) are even there. Because if you know what is hanging over you, its rather frightening and actually can induce a sort of paralysis. In this environment, research does become a sort of haven, where the din and smoke of those flaming chain-saws fades away as you reunite with your lovely pet, if only for an always too-brief Baywatch-esque musical interlude.
Hence, the evolution of the absent-minded professor. I thought it was just a stereotype, and one some people (especially the ever amazing He-who-does-all-my-laundry-and-picks-up-all-my-crap-at-home-all-the-time) would say I fit. But it's actually a necessary survival skill and defense mechanism to protect sanity and actually get to do the work that let's you keep this "cush" job. Maybe I was just predisposed and that this natural inclination led me toward the Ivory Tower... The best part is, I hear that after 3 or 4 years, this temporary amnesia just feels normal.
Tuesday, February 6, 2007
Following the heartfelt expression of concern for my soul in this the irresistable overture was a nearly incomprehensible string of incoherent e-blathering. One of the more amusing sections:Renowned Professors,
following is information from Jonathan Gray, Biblical Archeologist and Geologist,
from New Zealand, demonstrating evidence that overturns conventional geological
dating techniques for our planet.
i urge you to read and ponder this information seriously. it may be the last
warning you receive from a Christian who has mercy and compassion upon your
wake up and escape Satan's lying clutches before it is too LATE.
Sincerely,Michael Philip Korn
A concerned American and Citizen of the Kingdom of God.
michael korn wrote:
thanks for this amazing letter.
my wife and i recently saw a video about noah's ark on mt. ararat. it concludes by
saying that maybe the ark is re-appearing now to warn our generation of a disaster
similar to the one it originally was designed to save us from. but this time the
flood will be of fire, not water.
as you know, i am in regular communication with evolutionary biologists,
geologists, and astrophysicists at the university of colorado in boulder. they
almost all are in total denial of these uncomfortable truths. i suppose i dont
blame them. it is a rare man who allows truth to so convict him that he is willing
to foresake his employment to pursue it.
this is pretty much what i did when i embraced christianity in the year 2000. in
so doing i faced "unemployment" from the orthodox jewish world i was part of in
israel. i am grateful the LORD gave me the courage to do this. but i can
understand the fears and reluctance of the scientific community to follow in my
footsteps, since they have even more to lose than i did back then: prestige, high
salaries, and of course suffering the scorn and mockery of their colleagues.
it makes me both sad and angry that people can be so intellectually gifted and not
see the Creator who endowed them with those gifts! one professor here, the
Chairman of the Psychology Department, told me after reading my flyer about
Creationism vs. Evolution, that the natural world contains not a single sign or
evidence of God. amazing. a Dept. Chairman amidst a renowned academic community
cannot see any evidence for God around him. terribly sad, but also terribly
frightening. especially since these are the people who are "mentoring" the 30
thousand students who attend here!
at times i feel such rage at their arrogant pride and willful stupidity and
blindness. other times i feel smothering depression to live amongst such
stubbornly wicked people.
but your emails give me a small thread of hope.
Sincerely, Michael Philip Korn
Arrogant pride and stubbornly wicked, okay, that I can see. Anyone who can dedicate years of their lives and lots of resources to the distant pre-human past and argue its noteworthy significance could be categorized as such by genocide victims in Darfur. But spend a few minutes around any scientist, and "willfully stupid" will likely not come to mind.
But I guess I would fit their mold since I find the alleged "reports" of sole prints in million year old rocks quite hilarious, particularly the "Triassic" rocks of 196-160 million years ago (puh-leez, the age of Triassic is not that hard to google!):
You have probably heard of all those iron pots,
gold chains, silver vases, ancient buildings and
so on, discovered deep down inside coal mines?
Okay, artefacts are one thing. But what about
You may wonder. Have traces of actual human
beings been found in the wrong places?
Definitely - yes.
For starters, human footprints are found in
undisturbed strata of virtually all geological
yes, they've been unearthed in rock layers
where the so-called “earliest” life forms appear.
Here are some examples:
* Pershing County, Nevada: A shoe print, showing
evidence of a well-cut and double-stitched leather
sole, in Triassic limestone “160 to 195 million years old.” ...
Butchery of the Geologic Time Scale notwithstanding, my favourite (spelled the british way for effect) had to be the heartwarming story of Man and Trilobite coexisting peacefully, until said Trilobite is squished by said Man's heel:All of this would be more amusing if it weren't for the fact that I personally know people who would read this and believe it, hook, line and lead-posioning-causing sinker. Thank goodness we have Wikipedia to save the day.On June 1, 1968, William Meister was looking for trilobite fossils. With difficulty, he was climbing a 2000 ft high rock face.
He paused, and broke off a 2 inch thick lump of rock with his geology hammer. It
opened like a book,revealing a trilobite in the heel of a sandal print.
A consulting geologist was called in. He found more sandal-prints and some
footprints of bare-foot children.
It would seem from this evidence that mankind and
Saturday, February 3, 2007
To be honest, I think a lot of our woes as a society, and soon as a planet, stem from the epidemic of short-term thinking. I do take some small comfort in the fact that my occupation gives me an opportunity to convince members of Generation Y to take their attention spans off Shuffle and think about the impact of a new cell phone every 2 years for their entire lives, not to mention every Big Gulp cup that will end up in a land-fill and the CO2 output for every kilowatt hour of central air they enjoy. Plundering of the Earth is on-going, what are We going to do?
Luckliy there are people out there trying to find ways to get these publicly chartered organizations back to being responsible to the public whom they supposedly serve. Check out the Center for Corporate Policy, because the U.S. government has its hands stuck in too many pockets of Big Buisness to do any legitimate policing of it.
If you're bored sometime, read up on Monsanto. Evil incarnate.
Then, if you are motivated to act, look up a few links here.
Friday, February 2, 2007
Well, there's a good reason I work with rocks. This once was a vibrant jade plant. Too bad I never appreciated it in all its glory, for I have no "before" picture, but typically there are no droopy branches on a jade plant. All it took was one night of sub-freezing temperatures for the drastic transformation to occur. I guess it was more than sub-freezing- it was in the teens overnight. I guess I just didn't think that could happen in the south! Ooops.
I'll keep you (the masses reading this blog) updated on th poor jade plant's fate. If any of you out there amongst the masses happens to know much about Jade Plant Resuscitation, now would be an excellent time to post a message!
Wednesday, January 31, 2007
To learn more, check out the National Center for Science Education. From this website I learned that Feb. 12th will be Darwin Day! Fortunately, this falls on the second Monday in February, because I'm already double-booked for the third Monday in February to celebrate George Washington's and Thomas Jefferson's Birthday. It's going to be a busy month!
Thanks to Thermocrhonic for clueing the geo-blogosphere in on this one!
Tuesday, January 30, 2007
Dixieland stratigraphic column
My emotions upon viewing the first hit ranged from confused to giddy disbelief to nausea to nearly rage:
The Uniformitarian Stratigraphic Column- Shortcut or Pitfall for Creation Geology?
The absurdities that abound in this "article" almost bring me to tears. First of all, its the only place I've ever seen a succession of sedimentary strata referred to as "the column". Is that like "The Core" but with fewer diamonds and more geodes?
Alternative approaches to defining stratigraphy within the Christian Worldview are needed and that work is underway.
That's like saying "Alternative approaches to defining the origin of God within the context of evolution is needed and work is under way." Oh the irony! How, pray tell, do you redefine rocks? Oh, but they do:
the geologic column...is an idealized representation of the crust as it would be absent erosion and nondepositionArgh! Wash your eyes out as soon as you read this mangled excuse for a definition!
But I did learn about a new model that apparently escaped my attention over the last 10 years of formal training in sedimentary geology:
The Creation/Curse/Catastrophe ModelI may have to redeux my thesis. But the grand finale is too much to not post:
The CCC model (Gentet, 2000a; 2000b) proposes that most of the geologic record is a result of extra-Flood catastrophes associated with the divine curse of Genesis 3.
The uniformitarian stratigraphic column encapsulates the modern geologic interpretation of the earth’s crust. Unfortunately, that interpretation includes the rejection of the Christian worldview in favor of Naturalism—a worldview that replaces a reality founded on God’s Creation and governance of the universe with an impersonal, uncaring mechanism. It also substitutes Christianity’s confidence in a truth granted by God’s revelation with an unstable positivism that succeeds only when it pilfers Christian doctrine. Finally, it sterilizes a meaningful and rich history, substituting a timeframe designed to dismiss the immanent presence of the Creator, and fills its endless ages with pseudo-scientific “just-so” stories. When we consider the vast chasm that lies between Naturalism and Christianity, we do not see how creationists can escape the necessity of razing that worldview until no two stones are left standing, and then rebuilding natural history and its derivative stratigraphy from the ground up.
Creationist proponents of adopting the stratigraphic column believe that they are simply incorporating an empirical construct without any stain of Naturalism. We are confident that they decry any influence of Naturalism in creationism and gladly eschew its tenets. However, we fear that they are missing connections between the column and that worldview and we challenge them to examine more closely the assumptions, methods, and conclusions that surround the column. We hope that they come to see the difference between the perceptual and conceptual. If it quacks like a duck…
We thank our spouses for allowing us the time and opportunity to research and write this article. We also thank Dr. Emmett Williams and Mr. Jerry Akridge for their helpful comments. Any mistakes that remain are our own. Glory to God in the highest! (Prov. 3:5–6).
To read this you'd think a sedimentary geologists was up there with Baby Seal Clubber and Osama bin Laden on the Most Wanted List. It is a model of model-driven "science". You can not set out to prove a predetermined conclusion in science, because THEN IT WOULDN'T BE SCIENCE! I would love to go through this more and point out the ameture nature of this pseudo-science, but did I mention it's late?
In the end, I really only have one question: would a pub in this journal count toward tenure and promotion?
Thursday, January 25, 2007
To see what I mean, check this out:
Learning that life has a shared ancestry is apparently more blasphemous than determining the structure of the universe after the Big Bang ~15 billion years ago. Anyway, any article that refers to mathematics as elegant is sure to twist your brain into a string-theory string- enjoy!
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Latte-sipping, Prius-driving, endive-munching, New York Times-reading snobs really can get along with Hummer-driving, bible-thumping, fire-breathing, snake-handling fundamentalists.
It's beautiful really. Like watching The Fox and The Hound as an 8 year old kid. Until you get to this part:
"If coal-burning utility plants emit nitrous oxides, mercury, which is then transmitted into our rivers and lakes, ingested by fish eaten by pregnant women who then pass it along to their unborn children and babies, then isn't that a sanctity-of life-issue?" Cizik says."Ahhh! Now I see how to educate the Baptists in my class on earth science issues! I just have to relate it to an unborn child- if global warming threatens a zygote/embryo/fetus then it must be bad! I guess us ex-utero folks are lost causes.