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Monday, November 14, 2011

It seems clear now that NKU is going to take the road toward reclassification as an NCAA Division I institution. We should learn soon whether our bid for joining a Division I conference has been accepted, and upon receiving an invitation we can then petition the NCAA for reclassification. Here are a few of my reflections on the matter.

I've been watching this process unfold now for several years. It's not a new idea; in fact it was considered and studied and rejected (or postponed) at least twice in recent history. Faculty might express displeasure now over not being part of the process, but it was a multi-year process that was never secretive, with plenty of invitations for input. A concerned, critical, persistent Faculty Senate could have been at the center of this decision making process all along. The Senate should own up to that, not blame the administration.

That's not to say complete and accurate information was easy to come by from the administration. As a member of the Athletic Council I and others had a chance to encourage the President to make the case to faculty and the university community. He took this seriously. I personally wanted to know that if we were going Division I athletically, we would also be aiming at becoming a Division I academic institution. Understanding that could mean lots of things, I wanted us to define what it meant in advance. I didn't just want to hold academic affairs harmless in the new venture, I wanted to see how academic affairs would be strengthened. How would this improve the central mission of the institution to educate? I suggested creating a document, analogous to the documented plan I knew would have to created for Intercollegiate Athletics, that would describe in detail the proposed changes including budgetary commitments and expected benefits for academics. Such a document for athletics is prepared in the application process for a conference invitation and it does include details about the academic integrity and productivity of the institution. But just as we ought to be able to say in detail what we expect the costs and benefits for athletics would be when moving to Division I, we ought to be able to say the same for academic affairs. While the Athletic Council was kept informed about the process all along the way (our relationship with Athletics and the administration is very strong and positive), this level of documentation regarding academics was never available to the Council or the faculty. I personally regret not being more persistent, though it is not too late.

My suggestion for a plan to outline Division I academics was initially met with some interest, which eventuated only in a change in public rhetoric. It seems we already are a Division I academic institution and athletics is lagging behind. So what does it mean to be Division I academically?

1. Excellence. Division I connotes something better than Division II. In athletics it is about skill and athletic ability, a higher level of competition, and so connotes something like a four-star rating; but that is not to say it is intrinsically better. For one division or one conference to be better than another you need to specify the relevant dimensions. Division II or III might be better for certain schools with certain missions or values or objectives. If you are only concerned about the level of competition, that's one thing. But there are other dimensions along which an athletic program can excel. There are outstanding DII and DIII athletic programs. (NKU, for example, has had an outstanding DII program for years.)

What about academics? Specifically, what are those dimensions along which we measure academic excellence? The idea is to point to something like high academic achievement, faculty expertise or quality programs. We need to be able to say more, however, and to say how it is measured. But more specificity here still leaves open the question of how academic excellence is related to athletic excellence. Is it possible for a school to be considered DI academically without being DI athletically? Is DI athletics required for DI academics? Is this the only way to fund quality or inspire a campus and community to academic greatness? I doubt it, but we haven't explored these questions fully as an institution.

2. Profile. Mostly the rhetoric has been that we already do or aspire to resemble other DI schools (in our preferred conference). Resemble how? Publicly the president is pointing to breadth of curriculum, size and quality of student body, stature of faculty, centers for research and creative excellence, community engagement, and our impact on region. This is our "Division I profile." It's not clear why this is not consistent with a Division II profile.

What about academic values like performance? Workload? Expectations? Achievement? We need to look closely at these. And before we rush to become part of the DI academic profile we should remember the other side, which is a less than flattering picture in which academic integrity and performance takes a back seat to athletic success. We currently have a graduation rate of 34%. We would leave the GLVC with its average graduation rate of 54%. Would moving to the OVC, with an average graduation rate of 44%, better fit our own profile, or establish a better aspirational model? So we say we want to fit a Division I academic profile, but we should be careful what we wish for.

Thinking critically, we should be asking whether those DI schools acquired their dreamy academic profiles by being DI athletically? Do we know? Don't some DII and DIII schools also have dreamy academic profiles? I would point out that trying to be like someone else means we are looking backward: they got where they are from past endeavors in past environments. How do we chart our way into the future? How do we anticipate future changes in the higher education landscape? Is Division I athletics (and the branding it brings) the best path to realize our aspirations in today's or tomorrow's economic and educational environment? For example, is the DI branding argument still as viable today as it was yesterday? Even if we grant that in the past going DI has resulting in rich branding opportunities for universities (like ours) and improved retention and recruitment, will this be the case in the future? Increased public and legislative scrutiny on the relationship between education and athletics suggests we should think about this carefully. I think a key question is whether there are ways to become DI academically without becoming DI athletically? Are there alternative branding options that would fit our mission and values but require a different kind of investment? Some schools even move from DII to DIII to better serve their mission.

I have confidence that the key people involved in implementing our move to Division I have the desire and competence to get it done right. We are fortunate to have an administration and an athletic staff with a lot of integrity, a strong work ethic, and a wealth of competence. Still, it would be a shame if faculty sat back and watched, only to look up once in a while, and just long enough, to complain.

I've raised lots of questions and I'm not ready to argue that we should not go Division I. Perhaps we should. I would argue that we--as a faculty, as an institution--should define what it means to be DI academically before others, or unforeseen circumstances, define it for us.

Monday, June 20, 2011

After returning from my Galapagos trip I learned the following interesting fact. I traveled on the mid-size motor yacht, the Yolita II. It was 115 feet long, 26 feet wide and carried 16 passengers, 7 crew members and a naturalist guide. I wouldn't call it roomy but it was quite comfortable, notably better than the 75-foot Floreana, which we traveled aboard two years ago when we first visited the Galapagos.



The HMS Beagle, which was the vessel Darwin traveled aboard on his five year voyage around the world and through the Galapagos Islands, was smaller than the Yolita II and carried around 65-74 passengers. The Beagle was 90 feet long and 25 feet wide. It also carried 6-10 guns and seven smaller boats for surveying expeditions.


Of course the Yolita II needed room for two diesel engines, a hot water heater, a bar with leather couches, and lots of deck chairs. Take away all that and I suppose you could fit another fifty crew members on board.

Saturday, April 02, 2011

I spent the day mapping past and future trips to the Galapagos Islands. First, I tracked Darwin's journey through the Islands aboard the Beagle in 1835. Darwin only set foot on four of the islands.


View Galapagos 1835 Darwin in a larger map

You an find out more about Darwin's voyage through the Galapagos in Estes, G., Grant, K. T., & Grant, P. R. (2000). Darwin in Galápagos: His Footsteps through the Archipelago. Notes and Records of the Royal Society of London, 54(3), 343-368. Darwin's diary entries for that part of the Beagle's voyage are also online.


Next is the trip I took in June of 2009.


View Galapagos 2009 in a larger map

Finally, below is the itinerary for our May 2011 trip.


View Galapagos 2011 in a larger map

Wednesday, November 10, 2010

Computer science exposed two generations of young people to the rigors of logic and rhetoric that have disappeared from far too many curricula in the humanities. Those students learned to speak to the machines with which the future of humanity will be increasingly intertwined. They discovered the virtue of understanding the instructions that lie at the heart of things, of realizing the danger of misplaced semicolons, of learning to labor until what you have built is good enough to do what it is supposed to do.


I like the idea of learning to "speak to the machine" as a call to not only learn to write code but to also consider carefully how we interact (communicate) with technologies generally.

Carey, K. (2010, November 7). Decoding the Value of Computer Science. The Chronicle of Higher Education. Retrieved from http://chronicle.com/article/Decoding-the-Value-of-Computer/125266/

Sunday, August 29, 2010

VOTRUBRIX™ now comes in chewable tablets that are no less easy to swallow. Newly discovered side effects include scurvy, loss of vision and constipation. Ask your doctor if VOTRUBRIX™ is right for you.

This year's Convocation speech is available online and below is the Wordle word cloud.

Wordle: NKU 2010 Convocation

What I should like about this talk is the obvious emphasis on "students". Of course, word clouds are primarily about words and only indirectly about the things the words refer to. So, what about students? Votruba does acknowledge our mission to provide for "our students and their education" and the importance of enhancing the student experience. But it's mostly about numbers now: graduation rates, credit hour generation, pricing.

In this Convocation speech references to quantity far out-strip any references to quality. Part of that is a sign of dire economic stress. Part of it is exhaustion and a lack of new ideas.

I welcomed the reference to a "New Era," though it is really a look back to how bad things have gotten. Higher education is a mess. It looks be to an even worse mess in the new era. American higher education is not so much unrivaled as it is unraveling. Votruba's response I found to be completely uninspiring: lacking any new strategies for attack, we are retreating, though the retreat is not quite back to ideal or even safe ground.

Thirteen years ago we aspired to be "learner-centered." This went beyond the activity of learning to a broader concern for the individuals who engaged in education and its activities. It went beyond students to include faculty, staff and community members who were also learners engaged in multi-faceted, lifelong pursuits of improvement. It was always people engaged in learning who were foregrounded. You don't hear much about being learner-centered anymore. The unwelcome turn came about five years ago, IMHO, when the rhetoric shifted to "talent development," which can lead to only one driving, mission-critical question, "Who stole my cheese?"

Now what? We are back to a narrow reading of "learner" (though the word "learner" doesn't even appear in this Convocation speech) and, though students are presumed to have experiences we will hire consultants to care about, they're quantified. Faculty are back to being teachers, members of the production line, grant winners, managers, where professional development and the pursuit of new knowledge barely deserve mention. It's not about the life of the mind; it's about life in the mine.

Harsh realities. Yes. Sweet Dreams? Not so much.

This Convocation message is about an administration on its death bed. Even President Boothe is praying for them. There is no light at the end of the tunnel and we're down to counting the heartbeats. Votruba would like us to look ahead but all he can do is reminisce about the thirteen years that led him to be the university's longest serving president.

F*cking awesome.

Saturday, August 28, 2010

I posted some of my Beijing pictures at my Picasa site. Over the next few days I'll try to add some titles and descriptions.
temple of heaven
Thursday was our last day for exploring Beijing. Unfortunately James fell ill and decided to stay at the hotel for rest. Kevin had a brief meeting across town with an international student recruiting agency for NKU. So after an early stop at a nearby Starbucks I headed out alone for the Temple of Heaven, which was only about a twenty minute walk south of our hotel. Spread out over a beautiful inner-city park were the Hall of Prayer, the Imperial Vault and a Circular Mound Alter. A few too many tourists for me but the architecture was spectacular and the grounds beautiful.
kite
I walked around for nearly ninety minutes, visiting all the main attractions and then leaving the main path for the more quiet gardens on the periphery. A very pleasant morning. On the way home I passed a guy flying a kite on an overpass. He wanted me to buy a kite, I suspect, but I only wanted the photograph.

Kevin and I met up in the early afternoon, worked on INF 128 a little, and then headed out to the Forbidden City.
forbidden city
We walked from our hotel about half an hour to Tiananmen Square, which is the large people's plaza, which sits outside the Outer Court, which sits south of the Inner Court. There are lots of very elaborate (and beautiful) gates to mark your progress. Walking the entire stretch you travel from a massive public meeting space to a massive private forbidden space. And then you have an ice cream. It all makes sense. Inspiring, but refreshing, too. The Forbidden City was amazingly quite accommodating to tourists, though you won't find a Starbucks there anymore.
forbidden city
At the north end of the property lies Jingshan Hill, a man-made mound of dirt that offers an awesome view of the center of the world.

We left the Forbidden City around rush hour, and rather than struggle with crowded public transportation or stand-still taxis, we decided to walk home. It was a great walk but long and exhausting. As per usual it was hot and muggy and though I was born in the year of the chicken, I was sweating like someone who was born in the year of the pig. I guess I walked about 15 miles Thursday.

hot pot
James was still not feeling well, so Kevin and I took a taxi to a recommended Mongollian Hot Pot restaurant south of the hotel. Like a fondue, thin slices of beef and mutton and pieces of vegetable are dropped briefly into a pot of boiling seasoned broth and then dipped in a brown sauce. This may be my new favorite Chinese food.
hot pot kevin


We left the hotel at 5 AM Friday, beginning what was to be a twenty-six-hour day of travel, including a 6-hour layover in SEA. I didn't think you could get 26 hours in a day but we arrived at CVG around 7 PM, also on Friday. It's quite disorienting, really. We had been experiencing life in the future as Beijing was 12 hours ahead of Cincinnati. While I was enjoying a beer at the end of the day, my NKU colleagues were only beginning to start the same day.
great wall team
From that perspective I could easily forecast that my day would be more fun than their's. The trip back to KY not only brought us back to the same time eventually, but somewhere over the Pacific we were thrust into the past. Landing in Seattle we were suddenly three hours behind our colleagues. Where does the time go?

*Thanks to Miranda for this last photo at the Great Wall.

Wednesday, August 25, 2010

Tuesday was our first post-conference day. James and I checked out of the business hotel early in the morning and, though we had carefully worked the Chinese translation for "Can I check out now and store my bags until 2:00?", we carried our baggage over to Kevin's room at the RuYi hotel, which had a much later check out time. On the advice and with the help of Yang and her husband we took the number 374 bus to the Summer Palace in the morning.
summer palace
The half hour bus ride revealed a wonderful slice of Beijing life. Bustling, smoggy, chaotic, routine; lots of bicycles and street vendors and buses and, well, people scurrying here and there. There was a lot of scurrying going on. The most futile thing you can do in Beijing is try to catch a taxi; the most dangerous thing you can do in Beijing is try to cross the street. It's quite challenging and demands resolve, courage, timing, stupidity and luck. I wouldn't try this at home; but then again, I wouldn't have to.

summer palace
You can't visit a foreign country without visiting a Palace or two. Beijing's Summer Palace is among the most beautiful I've visited. It's situated on a large lake with an island perfect for a temple and concession stands. We walked the bridge to the island, though we realized that real tourists take the boat over and back . It was another hot and muggy day but otherwise the weather was fine. We stopped for ice cream bars in response to the heat and I came to realize that ice cream had suddenly become my new favorite Chinese food. Largely because it required only one stick to eat, but it was cold and refreshing, too. We spent a few hours walking the grounds and climbing to the Palace itself, which is built into the side of a hill. Highlights included beautiful breezes at the top and a great view of the lake, filled with tourists taking boats to the island, where they found more tourists taking boats back from the island.

We returned to the hotel mid-afternoon and freshened up. We didn't meet up with our colleagues for Peking Duck as we had planned, but we did walk around the shopping district and found a Chinese restaurant. Reading a menu was a challenge without a native speaker and we were discouraged when the servers all laughed at our order--in fact, they sent over other servers to read our order and laugh. (Beer was a safe choice, I thought.) But we were happy with the results. Personally I think they were just laughing at us. I understand that.

breakfast
We were up early on Wednesday to catch a taxi back to RuYi where we met up with Yang and her husband for a traditional Chinese breakfast consisting of a tofu/bean curd dish with sugar, soup, a fried bread and both meat and vegetable dumplings. We sat outside at a local noodle restaurant and talked for over an hour. It was quite a large breakfast, and it sustained us for the most of rest of the rest of the day.
dumplings
Once again Yang came to our rescue by calling the concierge at our hotel to have the van, which was to take us to the Great Wall that day, meet us at the RuYI hotel, rather then force us to take the nightmarish taxi ride back the the Merriott as originally planned. Knowing someone who speaks Chinese has made the whole trip go more smoothly and Yang has been exceptionally generous in helping us out. Though her background is electrical engineering, she's become interested in philosophy, particularly concerning the nature of information and quantum mechanics. Her adviser, unfortunately, is a Marxist social philosopher with little interest in philosophy and science. It was nice to talk a little philosophy with an enthusiastic graduate student.

Ming Tombs
Miranda, a graduate student in informatics, studying in Sweden but originally from Kosovo, joined us for breakfast and our trip to the Great Wall. We hired a van driver and guide for the day, which turned out to be a very smart move. We started with the Ming Tombs where we let our guide walk us through the grounds on a beautiful, crowdless day. Turns out Chinese only visit the Tombs in the morning before lunch, so by 11 am--the time of our arrival and the traditional start of lunchtime, there were few tourists. It is also good luck to arrive before noon we learned (something about evil spirits sleeping in late and so not being around to mess with you in the morning). After our large breakfast, lunch was a fresh peach. A Chinese peach!

Great Wall
We decided not to go to the typical tourist-infested Badaling section of the Wall and instead drove to the less-traveled Mutianyu section. Another brilliant decision. The ninety minute drive itself trough the mountainous countryside was fantastic with great vistas and a genuine glimpse of rural life outside Beijing. We took a sky lift up to the wall itself and walked for about two hours. The crowds were so thin we virtually had the Wall to ourselves. (We did meet a couple of Zoroastrians from India, but that's another blog post.) It was hot and muggy and quite a climb, but the experience was overwhelming. We would climb/walk for a stretch of the wall and then pause to "reflect" in the breeze of the shaded guardhouses every ten minutes.
Great Wall
After an hour's hike along the Wall, stopping every three minutes to take yet another breathtaking photo of the grandeur of the Wall and the surrounding mountains, we headed back to our starting point, where we were to take the alpine slide down to the parking lot. You would think that walking on a wall one could not get lost, but that is exactly what we did, walking right past the point from which we started and becoming utterly confused about how to get off. Two computer scientists, and informaticist, and a philosopher--lost on the Great Wall of China. At times like these you would be inclined to blame the philosopher, and you would be right to do so.

peking duck
We returned to Beijing, stopping for a tea ceremony carefully designed to make you buy lots of tea to take back with you. It worked. We were back to the hotel at seven in the evening, decompressed for 15 minutes, and headed out for Peking Duck. We tried to find a Peking Duck restaurant the night before, following the directions of our concierge, but we ended up in a mall food court. Thinking that was a cruel joke, we that night walked the streets to find a better option (see above). This night, with directions clarified, we found the restaurant (in the mall but next to the food court) and enjoyed--really enjoyed--Peking Duck as only American tourists can. Peking Duck is my new favorite Chinese food.

Monday, August 23, 2010


presentation
Our paper, "The Great Chains of Computing: Informatics at Multiple Scales," was on the schedule Monday morning. Kevin delivered the 20 minute talk while James and I sat in the audience, keeping track of the time for Kevin and applauding enthusiastically every time he mentioned the word "Informatics." The overall reaction was very positive. Props to Kevin for giving the best presentation of the conference. Clear, articulate and on time. Being on time alone should warrant a special award. He should receive another special award for the rare presentation that didn't resort to reading directly from the PowerPoint slides.
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chicken head
In America we eat with small shovels. Sometimes we just pick up the whole damn cheeseburger and stuff it in out mouths. In China, I observe, they eat with sticks. Yes, sticks. Eating with sticks is widely regarded as a good way to limit the quantity of your food intake. You avoid even more calories if, like me, you refuse to eat things with the heads still attached. Later today, however, I will violate all my own rules by trying the Peking Duck.

NOTE: I discovered that Peking Duck is not served with the head or any bones.
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hotel
China. A country with a population of over 1.3 billion people. So far I've counted only a few million, but that was mostly in the hotel and around the conference site. Later today we head for the heart of Beijing, when we switch hotels. We also plan to visit the Beijing Summer Palace in the morning.
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me
Does anyone know the pantomime hand gestures for "We are checking out tomorrow morning at 10 AM. Can we leave our luggage here until 2 PM?" No? We didn't either, and surprisingly the small Chinese-English translation iPhone app I downloaded last week wasn't much help. I know the international gesture for "luggage" and "2" but that didn't seem to carry enough information to make our point. (I think I'll use two additional pieces of luggage I inadvertently purchased to carry home more souvenirs.) We'll try again this morning, when we check out, hoping there is an English speaking desk clerk. I might also check Google for a translation. Ironic, isn't it?
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More to come.

Sunday, August 22, 2010


kevin james me
Following what seemed like an eternity of welcoming remarks and opening ceremonies, the conference began with a number of keynote speakers. Some were actually quite good, like Ben Goertzel's talk on Artificial General Intelligence and Paul Rosenbloom's "Towards a New Generation of Cognitive Architectures."
kevin-me
Both speakers were brought in for the International Conference on Artificial Intelligence (ICAI), part of the Multi-Conference on Artificial Intelligence (MCAI), which includes the Foundations of Information Science (FIS). I also enjoyed Pablo Marijuan's FIS talk on the Information Needs and Signaling Resources of Mycobacterium tuberculosis. Our paper is on the FIS schedule for tomorrow morning.

FIS panel
Repeatedly the presence of two Russian scholars was brought to our attention, several times by the Russian scholars themselves. They are not real Russians, mind you, but cartoon Russians, built from the stereotypical characteristics of Brezhnev-era academic elites and Boris Yeltson look-alikes. I don't like sounding prejudiced, but they didn't have to wear those suits and cut in the lunch line like they did. I'm not alone in feeling this way.

pedro
By mid-afternoon, the sessions were running about an hour over time and technological foul-ups were becoming more frequent,
kevin-me
so I cut out a little early to catch a nap and get some work done in the hotel room (mostly I wanted a nap). Already very bored with the monotone food in the cafeteria, I stopped by the Wu-Mart on the way back and picked up some yoghurt and bread for diner. Yes, there really is a Wu-Mart. From the outside it looks like a one-room street-side grocery story with a few shelves of canned goods and racks of beef jerky, but walk in and you find a two-floor supermarket with fresh produce, baked goods, clothes and cheap jewelry. A Walmart, but with character.

Saturday, August 21, 2010

We never did figure out how our hotel reservations got screwed up. Fortunately we will not be living in cardboard boxes on Tiananmen Square as we initially feared. The conference folks are putting Kevin up in the original RuYi hotel for free for a couple of nights since he's one of the session chairs. James and I signed on for a couple more nights at the hotel down the street. The plan is to move into a more tourist-friendly hotel downtown for the last few days when the conference is over.
lobby


We spent a good part of the morning straightening out the hotel situation, then a long walk in the rain not finding a "nearby" coffee shop someone recommended, then a longer walk in the rain (pouring rain, I want to emphasize) trying to find the University that is hosting the conference. We eventually stumbled upon it, drifting aimlessly until we found the registration desk, where we were informed that James and I had yet to pay the registration fee. We sent them credit card information months ago as requested, but they waited until today (when we were in our wet clothes and well into the morning without coffee) to tell us that they can't accept credit card payments. Cash Only! We had already given all our cash to the hotel because they, too, don't take credit cards. What kind of capitalistic communist country is this that doesn't take credit cards? So you, China, think you can be #2 in the world economy? A very kind woman offers to take us to a nearby bank where they don't take MasterCard but do have an ATM that acknowledges 5/3 bank cards.
lunch
Success! Sadly I wondered whether this might not be the same person who should have told us months ago that they don't accept credit card payments; okay, at the time I wanted to ring someone's neck, but she was so sweet and helpful and apologetic I decided to have her stuffed and brought back to the US as a souvenir. She'll look so cute next to the wooden tortoise I brought back from the Galapagos last summer--provided I can get her through customs. NOTE: On second thought, while having her stuffed would preserve her cuteness, it would destroy her autonomy, and I can't be responsible for that.

Now for a post-lunch nap (it's 2:30 am in KY) and then off to a reception that I expect to resemble something from a Marx Brothers movie.

Friday, August 20, 2010

It took over 24 hours to travel from CVG to Beijing, inconveniently broken into three legs and an early morning cab ride. We left CVG around 1:30 PM Thursday for MSP and worked our way through a three hour layover until we left for SEA. (Kevin actually made some progress on the Powerpoint presentation for our paper.) In SEA our flight was delayed an hour, returned to the original time, and then delayed again, but we managed grab a beer and a bite to eat. We were all carded! Huh? I suspect she wanted to see our AARP cards but our passports did the job. The 11-hour flight to PEK was actually a 12-hour flight. The plane wasn't crowded but it was an old 767, lacking the room and amenities I was hoping for. It was 1:00 am Saturday morning PEK-time when we finally arrived. I lost a Friday somewhere. We got through customs remarkably fast and took a 40-minute cab ride to our hotel, which turns out not to have been our hotel since they had no record of our reservations. Yikes! They passed us off to another business hotel around the corner. Fine, but they didn't speak any English and accepted only cash (CNY). Fine, but we only speak English and we don't carry much cash. So here we are for two days in this hotel while we figure out what we should do for the rest of the week. Part of that figuring-out process is on today's agenda, along with a reception for the conference tonight. If they handle the reception as well as they handled our hotel reservations, we'll be eating at Kentucky Fried Chicken.

It's raining here. 6:30 on the morning Beijing-time; 6:30 in the evening Rudy-time.

Saturday, August 07, 2010

Just did a Google Trends analysis on 'trival' v. 'important'. You know this has got to be revealing. Turns out that 'important' consistently ranks higher than 'trivial'. This is certainly true in the US. In Spain and Portugal we see notable exceptions to the trend and I have nothing to say about that except, "Good for them." Generally speaking, 'important' is trending upward and 'trivial' downward, but despite the increasing divergence it is worth nothing that the two search terms seem to meet up every year around New Years Day, though not so much in recent times. Are we becoming more serious? A Google Trends analysis suggests we are (except in Spain).

important v trivial

Friday, August 06, 2010

Saw/heard amazing Bill Kirchen show at the Southgate House last night. Kirchen is best known as the guitarist for Commander Cody and the Lost Planet Airmen and the Titan of the Telecaster. I'll be downloading his new album, Word to the Wise, today.

The quality of the video is poor, but I was there and that's all I care about.

Thursday, August 05, 2010



That learning is predominantly informal and social is something I need to keep in mind as I prepare courses and syllabi for the fall. I need to leave more time for play and discussion. Found this over at Jane Knight's web site.