Wednesday, December 30, 2009

Bread For Success

~For Christmas, I received from my parents (among other things) a bread making machine. I love bread, but frankly, I don't want to go through the bother of making it from scratch, so instead I have turned to modern technology to make life easier. Yesterday, I made my first attempt at bread baking:

^ The Machine: a Panasonic SD-YD250. And I thought Panasonic only made cameras...

^ The Ingredients: strong flour, sugar, salt, butter, active dry yeast, water, and powdered milk. I actually learned quite a bit about what exactly these ingredients are for in the baking process. For example:
  • There are different kinds of flour: strong, weak, whole-wheat, all-purpose, and others, each of which creates a different kind of bread. For example, strong flour (used in all recipes for this bread machine) has a higher content of the protein necessary for the development of gluten; "weak" flour has less protein, and therefore creates bread with a lighter, crumbly texture (which is good for making cakes and pastries).
  • Adding milk in baking adds to the flavor and nutritional content of the bread. You can use regular milk, but since baking takes time, it's best to use powdered dry milk to avoid spoilage (especially if you set the timer on the machine to make bread in, say, 12 hours from now).
  • Salt strengthens the gluten structure, which makes the bread more stretchable. It does this by inhibiting yeast production. It's very important to use EXACT measurements for salt, even more so than with the other ingredients, because using too much or too little salt can easily result in "collapsed" bread with unpleasant texture.
  • I was pleased to discover that I (mostly) remembered the chemical process that yeast creates when baking: it converts sugars to carbon dioxide (CO2) and alcohol (C2H6O). This gas production is what causes the bread to rise. The alcohol evaporates during baking, which is fortunate, otherwise humans would be drunk all the time on bread products.

^ The Result: a large preservatives-free loaf of soft, warm, delicious bread! If you listen hard enough while staring at this picture, you can hear the late Dr. Atkins screaming in his grave. But who cares what he thinks? It's time to break out the peanut butter!

Busy Busy Busy, Every Day...

~Merry Christmas/Hanukkah/Kwanzaa/Boxing Day/Generic Holidays to everyone! In other news, I've officially graduated from the UNC-Chapel Hill School of Information and Library Science. I'm now a Master of Library Science, or so they tell me. Of course, this also means that I have to look for a professional full-time job. I'm looking for something in either medical information or public libraries, but I'm not inclined to be overly choosy at this point.

Overall, going to UNC was a great experience. I met a lot of fun people and attended some interesting classes. I even got to go to Prague! I will always look back fondly on my time at UNC-SILS.

Friday, December 4, 2009

King Heron!

~On a walk around Symphony Lake in Cary last week, I saw the legendary heron that lives there, and took some pictures.



Usually, he (?) flies away when people approach, but he was in an unusually tranquil mood that day and tolerated my presence...barely. He was keeping an eye on me, and would have surely flown off if I'd come any closer:


Finally, here is a swan. Sorry, no breadcrumbs for you today:

Wednesday, November 25, 2009

A Walk in the Arboretum

~Last Sunday, I took my visiting parents for a walk around Coker Arboretum, a garden on the campus of UNC - Chapel Hill. This being mid-autumn, the arboretum was a bit bare but still had many interesting plants and trees. While I was there, I took a few pictures:

^ This plant has gigantic leaves. They're the size of an adult's head.

^ My parents. Aren't they adorable?

^ Me, underneath a tree.

^ This has nothing to do with the arboretum; Rascal is just here for your viewing enjoyment.

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Remi Pac-Man

~I'm stuck in Thesis Hell right now, so this hilarious video, from French prankster RĂ©mi Gaillard, was just what I needed. It made me laugh so hard I got hiccups:


Thursday, October 29, 2009

More wedding pictures

Here are links to two online galleries containing a few hundred pictures from Sheilaandjohn's wedding that took place a few months ago. If you look carefully, you may spot yours truly in a tuxedo.



Monday, October 19, 2009

Saturn at Eqinox

~Check out the amazing pictures of Saturn and its satellites and rings, taken by the Cassini space probe, at Boston.com.

Saturday, October 3, 2009

Matrix Ping-pong

~Here's some more wackiness from Japan: a truly unusual game of ping-pong:

Thursday, September 17, 2009

What the...?

Words cannot describe this video clip. This one's for you, Mom! (warning: brief but entirely justified profanity):



^ Believe it or not, what you just saw was part of an actual movie. Although, to be fair, it looks much more fun than some of the crap Hollywood is putting out these days...

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters

~Continuing in the vein of Jane Austen parodies, a friend recently brought to my attention the upcoming novel "Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters". Like "Pride and Prejudice and Zombies", it takes the full text of the Austen novel, and adds additional (and far more interesting) plot elements, accompanied by new illustrations in the original style. Here's the description from amazon.com:

"From the publisher of Pride and Prejudice and Zombies comes a new tale of romance, heartbreak, and tentacled mayhem.

Sense and Sensibility and Sea Monsters expands the original text of the beloved Jane Austen novel with all-new scenes of giant lobsters, rampaging octopi, two-headed sea serpents, and other biological monstrosities. As our story opens, the Dashwood sisters are evicted from their childhood home and sent to live on a mysterious island full of savage creatures and dark secrets. While sensible Elinor falls in love with Edward Ferrars, her romantic sister Marianne is courted by both the handsome Willoughby and the hideous man-monster Colonel Brandon. Can the Dashwood sisters triumph over meddlesome matriarchs and unscrupulous rogues to find true love? Or will they fall prey to the tentacles that are forever snapping at their heels? This masterful portrait of Regency England blends Jane Austen’s biting social commentary with ultraviolent depictions of sea monsters biting. It’s survival of the fittest—and only the swiftest swimmers will find true love!"

You can watch a hilarious "theatrical" trailer for the novel here:



Looks like fun, but I'm still waiting for Pride and Predator...

Monday, August 24, 2009

What the...?!

~Here's more bizarre TV from the Land of the Rising Sun. In this video clip, a magician demonstrates magic tricks to a chimpanzee, who is utterly baffled by the seeming impossibility of the tricks:



^ Go ahead, laugh at the video. But remember: hundreds of years from now, when the monkeys have taken over, the chimp in this video will be regarded as the first great prophet, and stories of the miracles he witnessed from the "gods" of old -- the Vanishing Liquid, the Levitating Glass, the Disappearing Cup, and more -- will be handed down from generation to generation. In short, it will be the start of monkey religion.

Wednesday, August 5, 2009

"SheilaandJohn" now official

~Last weekend, I carpooled to Maryland for the wedding of two of my friends from college, John and Sheila. I'd met John even before school actually started, on an orientation camping trip where we shared a tent. We met Sheila later, when she was on the same floor of our residence hall and in the same living-learning program. They quickly became an item, and as I ended up living with or across from John for the next three years, I saw a lot of them.

[reminder: you can always click on the pictures for a larger view]

^ The bride and her three brothers, at her house before the wedding. There was a professional photographer there taking pictures; I was off to the side. I was a groomsman at the wedding, so I had a tuxedo just like the brothers (we nicknamed the tuxedos "bloody penguin suits").

^ The bride. Did you know that the tradition of the bride wearing a white wedding dress began in the late 1800's after Queen Victoria was married in a white dress? In fact, most modern wedding traditions -- diamond rings, "here comes the bride" music, honeymoon etc. -- are far more recent than most people believe them to be, and originate not from religion, but from industry marketing. Before the late 1800s, women wore whatever color they wanted (even black), and ceremonies tended to be quite simple. Also, cameras hadn't been invented, so there was no standing around for (seemingly) hours with a fixed smile on your face.

^ One of the buildings attached to the church where the wedding was held, St. Mary's Catholic Church in Rockville, Maryland. Incidentally, the grave of F. Scott Fitzgerald is in the cemetery just to the left of this building. Great Gatsby!

^ Some flowers outside of the church.

^ An "official" picture taken just after the wedding. The flower girl in the front was clearly sick of posing for pictures by this point.

^ Although it came out a bit blurry, this is my favorite picture from among those I took; it was taken just after the previous picture. I like the adoring expressions on the faces of the bride and groom, the relaxed postures of the bridegrooms, and the "zoned" look of the poor flower girl. To me, this picture illustrates the difference between posed and impromptu imagery; in my opinion, the "honest" expressions it captures are far more memorable than the stiff formality that pervades the vast majority of wedding pictures.

What's important in photography, in my opinion, is not simply creating an image to remember something, but rather creating an emotional connection to the image. A good picture doesn't just make you remember what something looked like, it makes you remember how you felt at the time.

^ I nicknamed this strange canopy "the pancake". I later asked the priest what it was supposed to be, and learned that it's supposed to look like a similar structure at St. Peter's Basilica in the Vatican. What that pancake represents, I have no clue.

^ After the wedding ceremony and interminable picture-taking, it was time to head off to the reception. The idea was that the bride and groom would ride off in a limousine, and the wedding party (of which I was a part), would follow them in a larger, truck-sized limo. Unfortunately, the latter never showed up, and it was starting to rain. The "solution" was to pile everyone -- bride, groom, bridesmaids, groomsman, best man, and maid of honor -- into the smaller limo.

Yes, the girl on the left is sitting on the floor.

^ One of the groomsman came up with a strategy for coping with the cramped conditions. Most of us quickly followed his example.

The reception was a lot of fun. Conveniently, it was in the hotel where I was staying (along with many other wedding guests), so I didn't have to worry about driving anywhere after imbibing some potent potables. Of course, there was also music, and although I only dance once a year (last year was in Prague), when I do, I really cut loose!

That's it for my pictures. In the near future, there will probably be an online gallery of (much higher-quality) pictures posted elsewhere by the photography company, so I'll put a link up for that when it appears.

Wednesday, July 29, 2009

LRO Sees Apollo Landing Sites

~Check out this amazing picture of the Apollo 14 landing site, taken by the Moon-orbiting Lunar Reconnaissance Orbiter launched last month by NASA:


Here's a close-up of the above image, with sites labeled:


I think it's amazing that the footpath is still there; but of course, with no atmosphere, there is very little to cause such disturbances to fade, save for long-term micrometeorite bombardment and the occasional moonquake.

The scientific instruments aboard LRO are still undergoing calibration; these images, and others of different Apollo landing sites, were taken in part to test the cameras. Once fully operational, its mission is to "...[find] safe landing sites, locate potential resources, characterize the radiation environment, and demonstrate new technology." You can learn more about the LRO and its mission at this NASA site.

By the way, "Moonquake" would be a great name for a rock band.

Sunday, July 19, 2009

Flaunting Danger

~Here's another one of jandrew's Star Trek edits. It made me laugh so hard I got hiccups and probably woke up my neighbors. For the full effect, make sure you turn your sound up:



^ Remember, Captain: practice makes perfect.

Monday, July 13, 2009

Arlington: The Rap

~After moving to dangerous, crime-infested, run-down 'hood of...Arlington, Virginia, this guy decided to make a rap about life there:



You better step back punk,
that's your final warning!
You gonna punch me?
Nah, son, the doors are closing!


And having lived outside of Washington D.C., I completely understand about not wanting to take the Green Line...

Monday, June 29, 2009

Vacation!

~I recently returned from a week-long vacation at the beach with my parents and some family friends. We stayed at a beach house in Duck, a town on the Outer Banks of North Carolina. Here are some pictures that I took while there:

^ A fine day...to relax!

^ Speaking of relaxation, Dad seems to be enjoying his new iPod...

^ A research pier operated by the U.S. Army Corps of Engineers, and home of the infamous Tripod.

^ Sangria on the deck.

^ This wedding took place on the beach near where I was sitting. I can only hope that the groomsmen's attire for an upcoming wedding I will attend will be so comfortable.

^ The happy couple.

^ After the wedding, professional photographers took a large number of humorous pictures.

^ The evening sky was beautiful over the sound, between the Outer Banks and the mainland.

^ A panoramic image of the sunset beyond the boardwalk shopping area; click on the image for a better view. It came out a bit crooked, but the colors are impressive.

Wednesday, June 24, 2009

The Truth About Pac-Man

~Everyone's played (or at least heard of) the arcade game Pac-Man, where a lovable pie-shaped hero devours tiny circles and is chased by four ghosts named Inky, Pinky, Blinky, and Cylde. But have you ever considered the motivations behind the characters? Why, exactly, is Pac-Man eating "Power Pills" and being pursued by ghosts?

What do you mean you've never thought about it?? From this blog, here's the REAL story, hidden for decades, that Pac-Man was based on:

"In 1976, Cosmonaut Nikolai Peckmann was sent alone to an orbiting space station for what would be called Mission Six- to study the radiation levels and strange circumstances that killed all four crewmen of the last research mission. By the third day, Peckmann's broken transmissions were coming back to ground control filled with increasing paranoia and delusion. He claimed that the spirits of the dead cosmonauts were coming to claim him, and that he had to keep moving to evade them.

He shouted that if he could capture consume these spirits himself while he still had strength, he could move to the next level of consciousness...Truly the rantings of an insane man.
Indeed, video recovered later would show Peckmann running around the confined but maze-like station, downing emergency sedatives like a madman....pausing in a corner momentarily, only to throw back vitamin pills and give chase to his invisible demons. He had exhausted the entire cargo of vitamins, pills, and fresh fruit well ahead of schedule.

There was no way another crew could be assembled to rescue him before he starved. After one rather violently garbled transmission, the static cleared and the last live image on record is that of Peckmann's empty, wilted spacesuit on the cabin floor.
It was determined that another mission to recover any remains or gather any more research would be a waste of the people's money, and the station was allowed to drift out of orbit and into space- a failure never to be mentioned again. It was ordered and assumed that all video and paper evidence had been destroyed...then, at the dawn of the eighties, a fledgling arcade game company called NAMCO would stumble across the transcripts of these events, and the rest -as they say- is history."

(Ok, so that's all BS. But it's amusing BS. Therefore, by the Rule of Cool, it's now the official PacMan back-story.)

Monday, June 22, 2009

New Atlantis

~I first heard about the nation of New Atlantis from a geography quiz book titled Everything is Somewhere by Jack McClintock. The story of New Atlantis is one of adventure and excitement, of daring deeds and hard work, and like so many great endeavors, utter absurdity.

New Atlantis was founded on July 4th, 1964, by Leicester (pr: Lester) Hemingway, the younger brother of author Ernest Hemingway. Leicester, a used car salesman, felt overshadowed by his famous brother and decided that he deserved some attention from the world. As he told The Washington Post in an interview, "There’s no law that says you can’t start your own country." So that's exactly what he did, founding his micro-nation on a sandbar in then-international waters a few miles off the coast of Jamaica.

First he rented a small cargo ship, filled it with dirt, sailed to the sandbar, and dumped the dirt in the the water, repeating until the sandbar was shallow enough to walk on. Next, Leicester anchored an 8'x30' bamboo raft to an old Ford engine block, creating a raised platform. Half of this island Leicester claimed for the United States, and the other half (that's 120 square feet) for the independent nation of New Atlantis. Seven American voters (all selected by Leicester and granted dual-citizenship in New Atlantis) promptly voted him President, which got him an interview with the main newspaper of Kingston, Jamaica. In the interview, he vowed that New Atlantis “would be a peaceful power and would not threaten” other nations. He then submitted a flag (seen at top), Constitution, and Declaration of Independence to the United Nations, declaring, "We are a peaceful people."

As if Hemingway's sense of humor were not apparent enough, he named the national currency of New Atlantis the "scruple", saying that he thought the rich should have plenty of scruples. Examples of this currency (seen at left), look suspiciously like junk that might wash up on an island beach.

The main economic activity of the island was the production and sale of postage stamps (much like other micronations), the proceeds from which with Leicester hoped to finance an "International Marine Research Society" to protect fishing resources. Several interesting New Atlantis stamps were produced, including stamps honoring Winston Churchhill, the U.S. 4th Infantry Regiment (seen at right), and Lyndon Johnson (the latter of which earned Hemingway a thank-you letter from the White House, addressing Hemingway as President). Unfortunately, the Universal Postal Union refused to accept his stamps.

Under normal circumstances, Leicester would have theoretically lost his U.S. citizenship by declaring himself the citizen of another country. However, he relied on a 19th-century law called the Guano Islands Act, which allowed Americans to claim unclaimed island territories for the United States if the island contained guano, which at the time (the 19th century) was used as fuel. An obscure section of the law allowed guano miners to hold dual citizenship if the area later came under the control of another nation. Fortunately for Leicester Hemingway, New Atlantis was replete with guano. He imported it himself.

Alas, the glorious nation of New Atlantis was not to survive for long. Only two short years after its founding, New Atlantis, like the Atlantis of old, sank beneath the waves during a tropical storm in 1966. Who knows what riches (in guano, stamps, and "scruples") even now wait for intrepid divers to recover and dazzle the world with their brilliance?

Luckily for us, before New Atlantis sank, Hemingway provided several cultural artifacts to Mary M. Hirth, a librarian for the University of Texas Humanities Research Center, which put them on display in 1965. The objects, including a letter from Hemingway to Ms. Hirth, still remain in the Center's "New Atlantis Collection".

Although New Atlantis was obviously a tongue-in-cheek endeavor and a publicity stunt for Leicester Hemingway, the process of its founding (international waters, support from nearby nations, citizenship transference, etc.) did serve as a prototype for later artificial island micronations, such as Minerva and Sealand. Last year, I read the novel "The Diamond Age" by Neal Stephenson, in which an advanced society uses nanotechnology to grow and live on artificial islands. Appropriately, the islands are all given the designation of the nearest large city, followed by a slash and "Atlantis"; for example, Atlantis/Shanghai. Perhaps it will not be long before New Atlantis rises again.

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

Why I Am Happy

~While talking to my grandfather over the phone today (Happy 78, grandpa!), he asked me that generic question that all humans, or at least all Americans, ask each other in virtually every conversation: "How are you?" I answered that I was very happy. Only later did I take the time to consider my response. Am I, in general, currently happy, as the Declaration of Independence proclaims I have the inalienable right to pursue? The answer is yes: I'm fortunate to be at a stage in my life where I am quite happy.

I'm a graduate student, currently between classes, working an easy part-time job and an internship that I love. I don't have much money, but between my job and savings from previous jobs I have enough to get by. Besides, I firmly believe that the best things in life really are free. I live in a comfortable apartment in a beautiful area near a lake and a bus stop, and I have a car and a bicycle if I want to go anywhere else. I enjoy simple but delicious food and have plenty to eat and drink. I can play music and have more games (from my good, generous friend Inter Net O'Nonymous) and books (I am a library student) than I could enjoy in a lifetime. And of course, I'm in good health. And you know what they say about health:



I am blessed with wonderful parents whom I get to see frequently. Its the former, I think, that I am truly fortunate in; I have friends who can't stand their family and would prefer to see them as little as possible. I don't get to see the rest of my family as much as I'd like to, but as they say, Absence Makes the Heart Grow Fonder (or, in some cases, Go Yonder). Speaking of which, I've also had the good fortune to travel around the world more than most Americans; while I would certainly like to travel to other places, I have great memories of time spent in England, Japan, and the Czech Republic.

I have good friends that live in the area and that I can hang out with occasionally (being mostly introverted, I prefer my own company most of the time). A few years ago, all of them (or at least, it feels like all of them) started to get married, but the truth is that I'm happy for them.

While I know my current situation won't last forever, I hope that it won't change all that much. Seriously, what more do I really need? Not much. A girlfriend? Hmm...I'll burn that bridge when I cross it, or something like that. More money? Maybe...but what would I buy? There's just not much in the way of possessions that I want. A house? A boat? An island fortress?

"Happiness"...that ever-elusive goal that all human strive for. However things might change in the future (and change they will: I'm not really looking forward to the stress of writing a Masters Paper this fall), for now, I'm enjoying life immensely.

Friday, May 22, 2009

Save the Carrboro Branch Library!

~The Orange County manager has recommended that Carrboro Branch Library, where I interned last year, be closed in the annual budget to be passed in June. For the past few weeks, I've been working with the Friends of the Carrboro Branch Library to see that this closure does not happen. Our chief target is the six-member Orange County Board of Commissioners.

You might think that this library closure is for financial reasons related to the current economic climate, but you'd only be partially right. The truth is more complex, and frankly, a bit sinister. It seems that a brand-new library has just been completed in the town of Hillsborough (the county seat), but the Board of Commissioners neglected to allocate sufficient funds to actually staff it properly. As a result, the county manager wants to close two outlying county-operated libraries (Carrboro Branch and Cedar Grove libraries) and re-assign their permanent staff to the Hillsborough library.

I find this decision to be unacceptable. As a Carrboro resident, I am forced to pay property taxes and fees to Orange County, in exchange for which I am entitled to certain services, library access being one of them. But with the closure of outlying library branches, I am effectively being deprived of such service -- service that I and other Carrboro residents have paid for. Hillsborough is nearly a half-hour away by car, and in addition there is no public transportation from my area to there. This recommendation to close my local library and move staff to the more distant library amounts to a theft of taxpayer resources from an outlying area.

It gets weirder. The proposal to build the new library was rammed through the Board of Commissioners last year in just a few days, without public input or any sort of library advisory recommendations. As a result, not only do we have this financial mess, we have what seems to be a poorly-designed library, with two stories and a workroom in the middle of the first floor, which apparently means that more staff than usual will be required to adequately keep it running. Obviously, no librarian was consulted on how a library ought to be designed. I'm very disappointed at how this worked out, and I think it's unfair that other areas of the county pay the price for an administrative bungle.

The closest other library to me (aside from the small, computer-oriented Cybrary) is the Chapel Hill Public Library, which is a municipal facility operated not by Orange County (although it receives county funds), but by the town of Chapel Hill. Right now, I can get a library card from them at no cost, but they have threatened to start charging non-Chapel Hill residents if use increases much (as it certainly would if Carrboro Branch were closed), to the tune of $100-$200 per year. This is an unfair burden to place on poorer citizens who use the library, especially people who have already paid county taxes.

^The Friends of the Carrboro Branch Library and I have attended three Commissioners' meetings so far, and we've spoken out during the "public comments" section of each meeting. I've also whipped up some signs that we can hold while we glare at the commissioners:

^"Don't STEAL from Carrboro taxpayers! Keep Carrboro Branch open!"

^ "We ♥ and USE our library! Don't close Carrboro Branch!"

Money is tight, of course, but I hope the Board doesn't overcorrect their management error by shutting down a well-used library. In hard times, libraries are more important than ever. While I was working there, quite a few people came in to use the computers and other library resources in their job-seeking efforts. I vividly recall helping out several seniors who had been forced to re-enter the job market due to a loss of their post-retirement income. These people had barely (or never) used a computer, but they were soon logging on to their own email accounts and making resumes with word-processing software. The library also has many immigrant users who use library resources to help them learn English or acquire materials in their native languages. And of course, the library is a great asset to McDougle Middle and Elementary schools, with which it shares space.

All of these factors and more demonstrate how important a library is for the community during a recession. It's comparatively inexpensive (the entire library system consumes a mere 1% of Orange County's budget), and is an economic and educational engine that studies have shown returns more to the community than it costs.

In addition to attending and speaking at the commissioners' meetings, I've also emailed all of the commissioners and set up a Facebook petition. If you live in Orange County and care at all about the library and/or proper allocation of your tax dollars, please take a moment to email the commissioners expressing your support for the library, and also sign the online petition. If you're feeling really ambitious, the next commissioners' meeting is on Tuesday, May 26th.

Friday, May 15, 2009

A World of Music

~Some of my happiest memories of elementary school are of my time in music class, at a time when I (and everyone else my age) was too young to be embarrassed about singing in public. Starting in 5th grade, I started playing the trumpet, mainly because I didn't have a real instrumental preference, and my Dad had played the trumpet, so I figured...why not try it? So off my parents went to Burt's Music to rent me a trumpet.

I enjoyed playing the trumpet, despite the irritation of having to haul it around all the time. The high point of my musical career was probably 7th grade, when I played music almost every day in Dr. Gardner's band class. That was a lot of fun -- I had friends who were also in band class, and we went to play in concerts and perform at school.

Unfortunately, things took a turn for the worse the next year, when I was once again in Dr. Gardner's class. I got braces welded to my teeth, which I quickly discovered had a detrimental effect on my ability to play the trumpet. Aside from the irritation of metal digging painfully into my mouth whenever I pressed my lips against the trumpet mouthpiece, I found that I could no longer hit the high notes as easily as before, and some of the highest notes were out of my range entirely. I was "demoted" down the row of trumpet players, relegated to playing accompaniments rather than solos. After-school practice became difficult, and was no longer fun.

Of course, even if I hadn't had braces, I still would have likely stopped playing, as I had very little interest in being part of a high school marching band after 8th grade. Playing in class was fun, and going to concerts was fun, too, but I had no desire to play at school football games and pep rallies. So the trumpet was returned to the rental shop, and, occupied by other concerns, I mostly forgot about playing music...until recently.

One Christmas, my siblings and I received a Yamaha PSR-77 keyboard, which was mostly used by my younger sister during a time when she practiced playing the piano. After that, it lay mostly unused in a closet. Recently, on a whim, I decided to re-learn how to read music, and took the keyboard with me to my apartment. Then I went to the excellent music library at UNC and checked out two books on how to play keyboards, and another book on the fundamentals of music.

I've learned to play a few very easy pieces, and can once again read and recognize musical notes. In addition, I find playing music -- without any stress, grades, deadlines, etc. -- to be great stress relief. When you're playing a song, your concentration is completely absorbed by the activity, which shunts aside all other concerns. It's also fun to compose your own music, even if it's simple and rough. Another great thing about the electronic keyboard is that it is a very versatile and powerful instrument, capable of synthesizing over a hundred different instruments and background accompaniments. I can even play my old trumpet music, without earning the wrath of my neighbors.

This is what I love about libraries. As I wrote above, I'm learning fundamentals of music and how to play the keyboard based on books I checked out from the music library. One of the most satisfying things in life, in my opinion, is the freedom to learn and develop skill in whatever interests you, without the pressures imposed by academia. So ask yourself: what's something you've always wanted to be able to do? Assuming you're not in school anymore, your time outside of work is your own. So look it up on the Internet or read about it in a book. You may surprise yourself.

Monday, May 11, 2009

Dad's Flower Garden

~Here are some photographs I've taken of my Dad's impressive garden:

^ This is a panoramic view of the front garden. Please click here (or on the above picture) for a much better view.

^ Beautiful yellow roses near the front door. They smell very nice.

^ Another experiment in macro-level photography.