I came up with an awesome expression that I totally want to use in conversation some day:
"Dude, my program has enough bugs to populate an ant farm."
I was walking from my office (9 Cambridge Center on Main St.) to building 26 tonight and I noticed that they've finally removed the temporary office for the construction dudes which had previously prevented cutting across the Stata lot toward 26.
I climbed up the inside of the weird brick amphitheatre and discovered that the top edge is actually bordering on a nice little roof garden. And the back edge of this roof garden opens onto a huge staircase that winds down toward the breezeway near 26-100. This made it quite perfect for me since I was heading right in that direction.
I had a number of thoughts about various aspects of the building as a result of getting this closer look at it.
First, I'm amazed that someone could take plans or models of that building and make it happen. The view I'm used to (from Main or Vassar St) doesn't do the whole building justice. I mean, for one thing, it's massive. And another cool thing about it is that when it's totally done I bet it will really nicely integrate with the campus around it. They're just now removing all the construction debris and they've put a ton of trees in different places (albeit mostly not yet physically stuck in the ground).
I suspect that the whole effect will be very nice when done but it might fall prey to the same sort of thing that always happens to really nice outdoor installations. The lights will be cool looking and high tech for a year and then the bulbs will die and PhysPlant won't bother to replace them. The grass will die and they'll get sick of resodding and all that sort of thing. Take as another example the very nicely designed little walkway between the CBC and the Kendall theatre. How long did that blue "light path" last before the bulbs all died? Now it just looks lame.
Anyway, the Stata looks pretty hot if you get a look at it up close and from the angles that have been blocked off for the last few years. I suggest everyone cheggidout.
Yesterday evening I returned from a brief trip to the above as a participant in "The International HapMap Community Analysis Meeting". It was a good trip for a lot of reasons, which I will now enumerate:
And now, back to that aforementioned work.
I had a weird dream last night. In it I had purchased a run-down old house and a fancy sports car from the same company (some kind of combo realtor-auto dealership, I guess). I was touring the house, which was in pretty bad shape, when I noticed there was a second floor apartment in it. I asked the woman from the company if I owned that part of the building as well. Dreams are weird that way, you know? I had supposedly just bought this house and I didn't even know anything about it or what exactly I had bought. I guess this is actually a pretty boring dream, and a pretty boring retelling of same.
The worst of it was that my alarm went off right before I got to test drive my new car.
My order from Thompson arrived yesterday. I had forgotten how enjoyable a good smoke can be. I don't think I'd had quality cigars in probably 8 or 9 months. In any event, I spent a good 1/2 hour on le balcon with a glass of port and one of Thompson's own "Green Iguana" cigars. It was a little acidic for my taste, but smoothed out rather nicely toward the end.
I was caught with my proverbial pants down when the shipment arrived so quickly. I had checked the website that day and it was listed as "In warehouse awaiting pickup". Imagine my surprise when they arrived at about 6PM that very day. My humidor hadn't been properly seasoned to accept cigars since it had been empty for a couple of years. Last night I set it up to absorb moisture overnight and all day today. Hopefully by the time I get home it will be ready for me to stock it up with my new goodies. Yippee!
Tradition holds that at 3PM on Good Friday Christ breathed his last and the Temple Curtain ripped in two. As told by Matthew:
And when Jesus had cried out again in a loud voice, he gave up his spirit. At that moment the curtain of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom. The earth shook and the rocks split.
Today, sitting in the MIT Chapel, at exactly 3:00PM a thunderous roar went up and shook the building. I was taken aback at first. Later I discovered that it had been from the fighter jet flyby for opening day at Fenway.
I've been going back and forth between a couple of books lately, Thomas Friedman's From Beirut to Jerusalem and Dick Clarke's (no not that Dick Clark) Against All Enemies. Add to these sources all the news coverage about the increased violence in Iraq and the various testimony before the 9/11 comission and I've been thinking a lot about the Middle East lately.
There's obviously way more to digest on the topic than can fit in a bløg post, but a few thoughts: