Saturday, May 02, 2020

Family

Daddy working on a piece of art: my 5 year old says, "You are mysterious". 

Daddy in COVID times: the little one says "Chewie!"

Sunday, April 26, 2020

John Conway

I managed to join a zoom meeting yesterday to honor John Conway. Peter Winkler paid tribute with a story about the brick-stacking puzzle (was interesting to hear "skintle" in context of puzzles). Roger Penrose paid tribute with tilings but also an old classic,  Morley's Trisector Theorem. Others like Don Knuth appeared in the pre-meeting chat room, but I could not stay for the entire 3 hrs+ homage. Thanks to everyone!  JHC, RIP.  I was reminded that we are the math, friends and puzzles we leave behind.

Friends Ada and Phillip have created a short hardware tribute to JHC, video embedded below. Ada and Phillip, thanks for repurposing your NYC manufacturing line to produce face shields and PPEs.  Loved the blog on the scientist who discovered the first coronavirus and the handsanitizer made in Detroit.


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Sunday, April 12, 2020

On Progress in Science

Cyril Connolly said, "the greatest impediment to Science is the stroller in the hallway" (he said Art, but Science fits as Graham commented), but greater impediment is kids staying at home from school and greatest is kids staying at home doing Art.

Saturday, March 14, 2020

COVID-19

Here are questions in my mind:


Today I went to a grocery store and saw they were discounting nonessential items in an attempt to monetize the foot traffic.

Thoughts on my mind are for victims.

PS: Here is the NYT article on what Italians can accomplish.

"ROME — It started with the national anthem. Then came the piano chords, trumpet blasts, violin serenades and even the clanging of pots and pans — all of it spilling from people’s homes, out of windows and from balconies, and rippling across rooftops.


Finally, on Saturday afternoon, a nationwide round of applause broke out for the doctors on the medical front lines fighting the spread of Europe’s worst coronavirus outbreak."

On Representations of Love

The universal symbol for love should be the brain, not the heart. 

Tuesday, December 24, 2019

On and Off Travel

On why I don't like to travel to Hawaii in winters: It is basically Seattle West.

On why mice and birds don't like Cats: bad reviews!

I saw the Harlem Nutcracker in Seattle. The story centers around an African American family in Harlem at Christmas, highlighting the centrality and significance of the grandmother in African-American culture, the resilience of Black American families, and Harlem as a center of the African Diaspora." It is nutcracker, not classical music but Jazz, not ballet but liberating, reverbating and pulsating dance.  I didn't have tickets. I walked in. The ticket folks asked me to "hang around" and found a back stairs way for me to fill a seat in the rear. A man in front of me leaned back and gave me a program. No words needed. At the intermission, I paid for the ticket. When the show was over, I stood outside the theater. Well dressed people were leaving the performance, they walked by, smiled, offered a smart quip or two, and it was true NY in Seattle.

I am in travel through the incomparable New Mexico right now, but in the crisp winter mountain air are NY wafts.

Friday, November 29, 2019

Trumpet

Someone asked me for my second favorite musical instrument: Trumpet. Hear it, and I challenge you to not raise your head and look beyond horizons. Put it into a soup of jazz and it makes you do all kinds of things.

Quote of a Reading Thanksgiving Day

While work involves "reading", I didn't really read much this year. During this Thanksgiving break, I got a few free moments to read and a desultory path took me to Clive James's, “If you don’t know the exact moment when the lights will go out, you might as well read until they do."

Sunday, October 20, 2019

Chopsticks and Maleficiency

Chopsticks are useful in ways imaginable, and yet to be imagined. A couple of days ago, I had a mice at the house. I set many different types of traps because I didnt know how many and what kinds of mice found their way in, and spent the sleepless night monitoring them, eventually capturing the  singleton mice in the AM. Then I picked up the mousetrap with chopsticks, put it into a trash bag, and carried it to the trashcan using the chopsticks.

Talking of maleficence, I went to see the film with my kids. All the graphics and animation, color and 3D depth, thrown in to service a trite story line with a prince, princess, evil queen and repetitive soundtrack, the computer scientists behind the movie deserve better.