The story about the boy who did not want an owie There once was a boy who tripped and fell. Just as he was about to get an owie on his knee he said – I don’t want an owie
Loving an unloved romance film
Tristan and Isolde was director Kevin Reynolds’ last movie to see theatrical release. Screenwriter Dean Georgaris never had another screenplay turned into a feature film. Producer Ridley Scott seemed to have distanced himself from it even as it was being
Superwomen
Everyone’s read the Anne-Marie Slaughter piece in the Atlantic on why there are so few women on the upper rungs of government and corporate ladders. Most of the discussion of the piece I’ve seen is about work/life balance, etc., but
dress
A while ago I commented on how I haven’t practiced dressing up too much. Apparently Visa’s fraud detection algorithms have detected this. [click on image to see bigger version]
Reading to distraction
On a recent visit to NYU I accidentally activated an alarm by exiting through the wrong door. As I sheepishly retraced my steps back toward the security guard, he admonished me ‘Didn’t you read the sign on the door?’. Actually,
Girls who like boys they want to be like
[Information nutrition label: facts supported by data: 0, relevance to research:0, international affairs: 0, politics: 0, personal story of no generalizability: 100%] How many of us can trace some interest, hobby, or even career choice to a youthful infatuation? I
revisiting MIT
Last week, not one, but two people at MIT said that they expected me to be intimidating. The funny thing is that, based on past experience (and by now old and likely inaccurate recollections), I expected to be intimidated —
Office space
This summer I read “Unseen Academicals” by Terry Pratchett, and as usual, he got to the “bottom” of human nature in his satire of the academe and soccer (I’m still not sure those two really fit in the same book,
my twitter feed
My Twitter “feed/stream/timeline” has all the latest from the greatest (which is why I follow them), which is also why I brave it only every so often.
Dinluck
I’m not sure if this is just common among my friends, or if it’s a generally American thing, but it’s tough to get someone to show up to a dinner party without their bringing food. It’s hard to complain about