Thursday, October 29, 2009
Saved You a Seat
Tuesday, October 27, 2009
Cue the Crickets
Monday, October 26, 2009
Skulls: Inside and Out
My great and powerful advisor, via Skype.
On one hand, my acquaintance has a point, but on the other hand, I am disappointed in my advisor and could really use her support. I shouldn't have been surprised when I was notified this morning that I would be getting my thesis with her comments tomorrow, leaving me little over 24 hours to make changes before submitting it to my committee this Wednesday . . . I sent her the thing two weeks ago! Why, why, why wait so long to comment? Argh.
How Well Do You Know Your Advisor? by PHD Comics
In other news, I cleaned four animal skulls last week at work. (I am a park ranger, so this is a normal task.) The skulls belonged to a beaver, bobcat, whitetail deer, and wild hog, respectively, and each one had long been deceased. As a matter of fact, the deer and hog skulls both showed several areas gnawed by little calcium-craving mice. We rangers bring these items in from the forest to use them in education programs. We have replica skulls, yes, but something about holding an artifact that once belonged to a living animal . . . such an experience simply has more meaning.
As I carefully brushed the skulls, colored yellow and stained by exposure, I was lead by my Cherokee ancestors and Oglala Sioux connections to offer my thanks to each animal's spirit. I thanked the spirits for sharing their bodies so that I and others may learn about the animals' lifestyles, adaptations, survival skills, and habitats, and I then promised to respect and care for the skulls to show my gratitude for their benevolence. Call it hokey, call it melodramatic, but while sitting outside, wrapped in the warmth of my fleece jacket on an early autumn day, an important connection was made. We should all be so lucky to experience such an event.
Unknown by Brett Stokes
Sunday, October 18, 2009
One Hot Crock-Pot of a Mess
King of the Crown, Cyrus Frakes
Witty and Fabulous, Shane Arrington
Not only is Shane hilarious, some quick research reveled he is also a smarty with a big ol' heart! He holds an undergraduate degree in biology, as well as a graduate degree in nuclear medicine, both of which lead to extensive travels across the country working in hospitals and clinics. Definitely crown-worthy!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Civil A(war)d
In other outstanding news, I emailed my thesis to my advisor last night around 8:30 p.m.! Two weeks of heavy editing and constructive criticism later, my next version is due to my thesis committee. Then, two weeks from that, or, a month from yesterday, I defend the thing, do some more edits, turn the thing in, get my degree, and move outta this state. One month, or, two fortnights after that, I began my new Ph.D. program.
Anyhow, to celebrate my accomplishment, I promptly ordered this jacket:
Regiment Jacket by Mod Cloth
The first time I saw it, images of Sgt. Pepper, West Point, and stiletto leather boots flashed through my mind in one explosive collage. I set a goal and promised myself this jacket as a reward. Goal accomplished, I rewarded. Almost twenty four hours later, I realize I might have bought a modernized feminine Union jacket. What am I supposed to do? Call the company and ask, "Do you have this in gray and gold, please?" I suppose I'll just bite the (southern) bullet, convince myself the gray stitching and buttons atop the navy material represent the present day balance, and then go out on the (southern) town, looking fine as Miss Scarlett evuh did.
Yes, I believe I can live with that . . . ya'll.
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Planet Thesis Terror
"You and your thesis show classic signs of a the brain eaters syndrome," I suggest.
I look at the girl with frazzled hair, crazy eyes, gasping mouth, and exploding brain.
"Now, that explains it all!" I exclaim.
Case solved. Back to writing I go. Well, me and my tin foil thinking cap.
Aluminum Foil Deflector Beanie by Zapato Productions
Monday, October 12, 2009
A Fine Day for Writing
Now that's a way to spend a rainy day! Under the Budweiser umbrella, with a couple of good ol' boys, shaking hands with President Obama. I need to join their organization, stat!
Rednecks for Obama by The New York Times
As my post title suggests, this is a fine day for writing. And not just any writing . . . very important, very I-must-get-this-done-now writing . . . and that would be thesis writing. I am one and a half chapters away (and one of those chapters is the conclusion, which is basically a glorified outline) from finishing the first copy of my masters thesis. Introduction. Complete. Literature review. Complete. Data gathered and analyzed. Complete - and approved by my statistician, bless his dear heart. All that stands between me and the finished copy is a bit of discussion, a conclusion, and one final round of edits (not much considering how far I have come), all due to my advisor this Wednesday.
I am a Writing God by PHD Comics
Now that my brain is warmed up I have no excuse for further procrastination. Thesis, here I come!
Friday, October 9, 2009
Persephone Has Descended
Persephone (Proserpine) by Dante Gabriel Rossetti
I look forward to the crisp air. What does that mean, anyhow? I describe it as air that is fresh, dry, and odorless, with its edges lined in a cold, barely jagged border. Like a quick slap from the freezer on a scorching summer day.
Autumn Leaves by John Everett Millais
I look forward to woven sweaters in earthen shades, expressions of glowing jack-o-lanterns, and the robust warmth initiated by juicy turkey, creamy mashed potatoes, and seasoned pumpkin pie.
And certainly look forward to NOT seeing girls wear these things, together, every day, thinking it looks good:
(Real or fake, I really don't care. I think they are ugly either way.)
Who am I kidding? The girls will switch flip-flops for Ugg boots and t-shirts for hooded sweatshirts for thier mad dash to class . . . or the bar.