Wednesday, November 18, 2009
Pictures from Testimonial Tour: Harvard
Saturday, November 14, 2009
Guns and Butter, or Nukes and Genetically Modified Food
Friday, November 13, 2009
FreeRice Toolbar

The FreeRice project has a new toolbar that you can download, with every five terms you search yielding 2,500 grains of rice for the hungry---up to 5,000 grains per day. The toolbar operates through Yahoo's search engine, so if you are like me and don't particularly like the Yahoo format, just look up 10 random search terms with the toolbar and then go back to your regularly scheduled Google programming. For people who don't have as much free time as they'd like to earn rice by playing the original game, it's a fast and easy way to help feed the hungry.
Saturday, November 7, 2009
Yosemite in Fall
Friday, November 6, 2009
Tripping with Popular Scientists
Tuesday, November 3, 2009
In Praise of Tramadol
Started it yesterday and it was like flipping a switch from screwed-up to normal: ate normal, got tired normal, slept normal (no weird dreams), felt hungry in a normal way when I got up (no nausea), and felt rested when I got up (instead of just plain scared). In short, a drug that truly promotes recovery instead of just holding the line on pain. The downside is minor: the slightest fuzz that is very easy for me to navigate and punch through as required for thinking (like a semi-bad allergy late-afternoon).
Non-narcotic, centrally-acting analgesic, Tramadol goes by many names.
It's calling card: it mimics the actions of opioids (they call it a "stripped down version" synthetic version of Codeine) but, in chemical terms, does not belong to that class.
What I know: it masks the pain very effectively and produces a mild sense of euphoria but something way short of the fuzzy elevation you get with the codeine derivatives. And the side-effect of depressed breathing is negligible--for me at least, whereas it was profound for the Vicoden/Percocet/etc. Ditto for any itchiness, constipation, etc.--all too mild to mention.
I only wish I had had it from the start. Would have made for a much easier weekend.
Passage of the Day

From Far from the Madding Crowd (1874) by Thomas Hardy, an instant reminder of why Hardy is awesome:
When Farmer Oak smiled, the corners of his mouth spread till they were within an unimportant distance of his ears, his eyes were reduced to chinks, and diverging wrinkles appeared round them, extending upon his countenance like the rays in a rudimentary sketch of the rising sun.
Monday, November 2, 2009
Passage of the Day

From Arcadia (1993) by Tom Stoppard, how the sciences-humanities (or Enlightenment-Romanticism) divide can turn academics into chauvanistic idiots:
VALENTINE: (Casually) Well, it's all trivial anyway.BERNARD: What is?VALENTINE: Who wrote what when . . .BERNARD: Trivial?VALENTINE: Personalities.BERNARD: I'm sorry---did you say trivial?VALENTINE: It's a technical term.BERNARD: Not where I come from, it isn't.VALENTINE: The questions you're asking don't matter, you see. It's like arguing who got there first with the calculus. The English say Newton, the Germans say Leibnitz. But it doesn't matter. Personalities. What matters is the calculus. Scientific Progress. Knowledge.BERNARD: Really? Why?VALENTINE: Why what?BERNARD: Why does scientific progress matter more than personalities?VALENTINE: Is he serious?HANNAH: No, he's trivial. Bernard ---VALENTINE: (Interrupting, to BERNARD) Do yourself a favour, you're on a loser.BERNARD: Oh, you're going to zap me with penicillin and pesticides. Spare me that and I'll spare you the bomb and aerosols. But don't confuse progress with perfectibility. A great poet is always timely. A greater philosopher is an urgent need. There's no rush for Isaac Newton. We were quite happy with Aristotle's cosmos. Personally, I preferred it. Fifty-five crystal spheres geared to God's crankshaft is my idea of a satisfying universe. I can't think of anything more trivial than the speed of light. Quarks, quasars---big bangs, black holes---who gives a shit? How did you people con us out of all that status? All that money? And why are you so pleased with yourselves?. . . If knowledge isn't self-knowledge it isn't doing much, mate. Is the universe expanding? Is it contracting? Is it standing on one leg and singing 'When Father Painted the Parlour'? Leave me out. I can expand my universe without you. 'She walks in beauty, like the night of cloudless climes and starry skies, and all that's best of dark and bright meet in her aspect and her eyes.'
(The painting above is "Et in Arcadia Ego" ("I am in Arcadia too") or "The Arcadian Shepherds" by Guercino, ca. 1628.)I think physics . . . like any truly analytical discipline . . . is a study of the human mind. It's the study of what it means to be who you are. It's a study of your own person. And so by looking out there, I'm looking in here. And physics, to me, is an unbelievably precise and efficient and beautiful---incredibly beautiful---way of studying myself. And of studying others, other humans. . . To me, that's what it's all about.And it's similar with mathematics, and similar with philosophy. With philosophy, it's very explicit---you're asking questions about the human condition after all---and about the whole range of human emotions. With mathematics, you're studying conceptual structures . . . [and t]hough you're not studying the full range of human emotion, you're at least studying things which are in your head . . . But physics [is] about things out [there]. But after all, we're made of those same things . . . [so] those things that we see out there, fundamentally replicate themselves in here [within oneself] . . . In studying the things out there, you're led to mathematical and philosophical ideas that, again, address the human condition. And truthfully, any focused thought [in any discipline] will address the human condition ---any rigorous focused thought.
Saturday, October 31, 2009
Zimbabwe's Currency Loses Race to the Bottom
As we went to press with Modern Principles: Macro we kept having to add zeroes to Zimbabwe's peak hyperinflation rate and move it up the table of world leaders. In our final revision, Zimbabwe's inflation rate had hit 79,600,000,000% per month putting Zimbabwe in second place. We wondered whether in our second edition Zimbabwe would overtake the all time hyperinflater, Hungary (1945-1946) at 41,900,000,000,000,000% per month, but it was not to be. As it turned out, we went to press just as the hyperinflation peaked and Zimbabwe's currency ceased to exist as a medium of exchange.


