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17 posts categorized "Washington"

March 11, 2008

Done with Day 2

So I'm finished with the visualization conference, and am hanging out in the hotel lobby for a while, as I've got a couple more hours of wifi usage here, and my plane doesn't leave until almost 10 p.m.

And since I'm only two stops from West Falls Church, there's no chance I could fall asleep on the Metro, wake up in Maryland, and miss my plane.

In fact, I think maybe I'll head on out to the hotel in a couple minutes. Just to be sure....

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March 10, 2008

Hotel Man is an island

I haven't turned on the TV once since i got here; nor have I drunk any of the hotel coffee, or bought any snacks. I'm finding that more and more, I'm carrying everything I need for a trip with me-- not just my clothes and business stuff, but also my own tea (I've turned into something a tea elitist) and food (Trader Joe's macadamias are my new favorite on-the-road snack). I use my computer as an alarm clock (Minuteur has an evil buzzer, so it's really effective), and of course it's full of music and movies.

I wonder if this is typical of business travelers, or am I some kind of outlier?

[To the tune of Elton John, "Rocket Man," from the album "Greatest Hits".]

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A pleasant day, if completely disconnected from reality

The first day of the visualization workshop was very good. I learned quite a bit about the current state of the art in biomedical visualization, and even more important, who to talk to learn more. Overall, though, it strikes me that while visualization tools are really interesting, we're neither familiar enough with them, nor are they easy enough to interpret, to be as amazingly powerful and transformative as they should be. We're still in that phase where every tool is a little different, and each has to be translated into something more familiar. But that will change.

Even when you work with really smart people, it's nice to spend time with other really smart people. It's not often you can have Japanese food and have a long talk about whether the term "collective intelligence" is just a metaphor or a genuine social/psychological object, and if the latter, how you would go about testing it.


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But I'm kind of cut off from things. Did something happen in New York?

I ought to be packing and going to bed, but I'm procrastinating; it'll take me about 10 minutes to pack, I tell myself, and I don't have to be at NSF tomorrow until the comparatively luxurious hour of 9 (given that I was on the train to the National Academies at 7:45, and the NSF is very close, this is luxurious), so instead I'm sitting in the big easy chair, listening to music.

[To the tune of Genesis, "Turn It On Again," from the album "Duke".]

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March 09, 2008

In the hotel

I'm at the Hilton Arlington, and settled into my room. I got here really late, thanks to the delays with my bags, but all's well that ends well.


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The hotel is your basic Hilton, not much to write home about. I've always had mixed feelings about Northern Virginia-- as someone who grew up in Richmond, I was taught to look upon Nova as a foreign country filled with obnoxious preppies and assume they saw us as a bunch of rubes (the John Hughes Weltanschauung blown up to gigantic proportions)-- but I have to say: this place is really easy to get to. Two Metro stops from West Falls Church (the line that connects to Dulles), and it's literally on top of the Metro station. And I could not be closer to the NSF. In fact, I may look out my window into its windows.

So it lacks something in exotica, but it's damned convenient.

I went to an IHOP across the street, and it was a bit of a letdown. Mainly because I'm on a low-carb diet, and so I passed on the pancakes in favor of steak. Going to an IHOP is just not the same if you don't have pancakes.


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Tomorrow morning I'm taking the Metro in to the National Academies, and will spend a little time there; then it's back here, and to the scientific visualization workshop, which really looks terrific.

[To the tune of Miles Davis, "It's About That Time," from the album "The Complete In A Silent Way Sessions [Disc 2]".]

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On the Washington Flyer

I'm on the bus from Dulles International to the West Falls Church Metro. From there, I'll take the Orange line two stops to my hotel, which I think is within walking distance of the Metro station.

Why the Metro doesn't extend all the way to Dulles is completely beyond me. That would be entirely too rational. I remember the Futurists and other early 20th-century architects had grand visions of vast airport/train/zeppelin stations. Who would have guessed that in the United States, the the paragon of modernism, there'd be such resistance to something so logical?

There's one other person on the bus who has their Powerbook open.

[To the tune of Miles Davis, "In A Silent Way," from the album "The Complete In A Silent Way Sessions [Disc 2]".]

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I'm in Dulles, my suitcase isn't

I'm spending the next couple days in DC, at an NSF conference on scientific visualization.

I made it to Dulles without incident-- I had a perfectly nice exit row aisle seat-- but have been at United Airlines Baggage Claim for an hour, and my bag has yet to arrive.

This is what I get for trying to be nice and checking my bag, rather than taking up half of an overhead compartment with a carry-on bag. Next time I'm privatizing my little piece of the storage commons. To heck with everyone else.


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I've been standing in a line to file a claim for a lost bag, but things aren't going very well. The person who was running the kiosk has disappeared, and no other United employees seem to know anything. As someone near me said, "Everyone behaves like it's not their problem."

Update. Apparently the container was lost on its way from the plane to the terminal, and will be here in the next 15-20 minutes. But this begs the question: How in the world do you misplace a container between the plane and terminal? Is it actually quite easy to do, and it's a small miracle every time a bag actually appears on time, or is this a sign of monumental stupidity?

Neither explanation is particularly heartening.


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[To the tune of The Allman Brothers Band, "Soulshine," from the album "Where It All Begins".]

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January 05, 2008

Passion, collaboration, and isolation in graduate school

One of the sessions I went to yesterday at the AHA was on cultivating and maintaining passion in graduate school. It was a roundtable discussion with several professors who are or have been graduate department heads (meaning they were responsible for their department's graduate programs, as opposed to its undergraduate courses), and was attended mainly by graduate students themselves.

A lot of the discussion was around fairly practical things that good programs do to promote a sense of cohesion and community among graduate students.

  • Having office space for graduate students, and providing support for dissertation groups.
  • Having graduate students actually engage in research before the dissertation: we've moved away from original research papers, and do more historiographic reviews, shorter writing assignments, etc..
  • Having weekly colloquia. These can be events with outside speakers, but there are also times when grad students present on their research, or faculty talk about their projects.
  • Remove extraneous requirements, and refocus only on the stuff that really matters for graduate training, rather than making the students jump through hoops.

Many of these recommendations are aimed at two things: creating spaces in which students can pick up the informal or tacit knowledge that constitutes a lot of professional practice and identity; and illustrating that the life of an historian is a public, collective thing, not just something that's lived privately.

To some degree, it also serves to offset the fact that the practice of doing archival research and writing history is a much more solitary and isolating activity. You can share dissertation chapters and that kind of thing, but really, when you're writing, you're alone.

Now, this is quite different from most professional schools, and even the way graduate training works in most of the sciences: there, collaboration and group work are the norm. So I asked a question: would you consider creating a course for first- or second-year graduate students where they do group projects-- where they collaborate on a significant piece of research?

Some of the panelists reacted as if I'd just drunk a six-pack of Pabst Blue Ribbon and belched the "Star Spangled Banner." One of them said it was "a really weird idea," which I actually thought usefully revealed how different historical scholarship is from other kinds of scholarship. (Update: Actually, he said "wild," not "weird." My mistake!) Fortunately, Anthony Grafton stepped in and saved me with a riff from Carl Schorske's autobiography about how he and his fellow graduate students took to forming "cells" while at Harvard in the 1930s. (Someone who's not an historian, and doesn't know about Schorske's towering reputation in the profession, may not appreciate just how precisely this was the right response to keep the subject from being dismissed completely, but trust me-- it was perfectly pitched.)

But it is an interesting contrast: in many graduate schools, group work is course work. Business schools love group projects, in no small part because they assume that their graduates are going to be working in groups. But more fundamentally, all knowledge-production has a collective quality to it, and it's just a question how far down into the mechanics of scholarship or research those collaborations go. Historians today are unusual in that collaborative research and writing is not the norm, and I suspect that in the long run that's a structural weakness, and in the short run that creates psychic burdens that we all have to bear. To put it in the language of economics, the isolating quality of scholarly practice creates an externality that the profession itself doesn't have to account for.

One final thought. One way for a program to measure the "passion gap," and to know if it's doing a good job of giving students a strong identity as scholars, is to look at what its non-academic Ph.D.s do. My graduate program turned out a number of people who aren't professors, but still converted their dissertations into books, and have crafted scholarly identities for themselves. Looking back on it, I credit an intense socialization process that taught us how to be scholars, not just how to do scholarship.

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At AHA

I'm at the American Historical Association conference in Washington DC this weekend. Heather and I are using it as a way to get a little vacation from the kids, and to give talks. We're both on a panel on post-academic careers, organized by friend of mine who I knew when I was at Berkeley-- and who later beat me for a job at Montana State.

I haven't been to AHA in about 15 years, and the last time I attended it was in Washington DC. History of science has its own set of conferences, which are smaller and a lot more intimate, and I usually went to those. AHA is kind of so large, it's a great place place to hook up with friends from school or people in your speciality, but that size makes it hard to meet anybody new, or the have those serendipitous encounters that are so valuable in social networking events.

When I first got here, for a couple hours I kept looking at people and thinking, I think I recognize them. Then I had another realization: it's not that I recognized 80% of the members of the American Historical Association, it's that We all look the same. The dress code (tweed or other woolens for people with jobs, suits for young job-seekers), the ubiquity of backpacks, the predominance of beards and glasses, and a few other things, and a certain look of abstraction or otherwordliness, all combine to generate a certain Look. I wonder if I could still pass.

Not to sound snide or critical: this is a look I sported for years, and see whenever I go home. But it's illuminating to look in on a group you were once so deeply a part of.

[To the tune of Bombay Dub Orchestra, "Feel (Thievery Corporation Remix)," from the album "Bombay Dub Orchestra".]

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January 03, 2008

Great....

Now there are high wind warnings for SFO. Sounds like the airport might close.

/O.CON.KMTR.HW.W.0001.080104T0000Z- 080105T0000Z/ NORTH BAY INTERIOR VALLEYS-SAN FRANCISCO BAY SHORELINE- EAST BAY INTERIOR VALLEYS-SANTA CLARA VALLEY...INCLUDING SAN JOSE- MONTEREY BAY...NORTHERN SALINAS VALLEY... HOLLISTER VALLEY...AND CARMEL VALLEY- BIG SUR COAST- SOUTHERN SALINAS VALLEY...ARROYO SECO...AND LAKE SAN ANTONIO- 929 AM PST THU JAN 3 2008

...HIGH WIND WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM 4 PM THIS AFTERNOON TO 4 PM PST FRIDAY...

A HIGH WIND WARNING REMAINS IN EFFECT FROM 4 PM THIS AFTERNOON TO 4 PM PST FRIDAY.

SOUTH TO SOUTHEAST WINDS WILL INCREASE LATE THIS AFTERNOON TO 20 TO 35 MPH WITH GUSTS TO 55 MPH...AND WILL CONTINUE THROUGH THIS AFTERNOON. THE SECOND...MORE POWERFUL SYSTEM WILL BRING EVEN STRONGER WINDS TO NORTHERN AND CENTRAL CALIFORNIA. BY TONIGHT... WINDS ALONG THE COAST AND VALLEYS WILL INCREASE TO 30 TO 45 MPH WITH GUSTS TO 60 MPH POSSIBLE. WINDS IN THE HILLS ABOVE 1000 FEET COULD POSSIBLY GUST TO HURRICANE FORCE...75 MPH ON FRIDAY. WINDS WILL DECREASE FRIDAY EVENING.

A HIGH WIND WARNING MEANS A HAZARDOUS HIGH WIND EVENT IS EXPECTED OR OCCURRING. SUSTAINED WIND SPEEDS OF AT LEAST 40 MPH OR GUSTS OF 58 MPH OR MORE CAN LEAD TO PROPERTY DAMAGE.

Fortunately, the talk isn't until Saturday, but still....

August 24, 2007

I'm back

Despite myself, I made it to California, and am happily back in my element.

Though I realized that one of the things I like about visiting DC is that it brings me back into contact with some of my Southern roots. For all my determination when I was young to get out of there, I find it's nice to go back now and then.

Granted, when you live in Virginia the cultural gulf between DC/NoVa and the rest of the state is at least as big as that between Northern California and Southern California, and having grown up in Richmond, I should but grudgingly consider DC part of the South. But from 2500 miles away, the gap doesn't seem so big.

[To the tune of The Doobie Brothers, "It Keeps You Runnin'," from the album "Best of the Doobies".]

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