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Off to a rough start

I only have two classes, which only meet twice per week, but I have already missed one (due to the leak in the lab) and am now trying to rush to it again today because I had to drop off my rent check (office opens at 9am) and narrowly missed catching an earlier bus. It is always sad to stand on the other side of the road and watch your bus drive away, hopelessly separated by a stream of cars.

Now the next bus is late and I’m phone bloggin’ again.

Update: Bus was 20 minutes late. They come every 15 minutes. I need to seriously start trying to catch the earlier one.


There is a leak in the ceiling

Yeah, I came into the lab on my way to my first class of the quarter (which I will now be missing) and there was a large puddle on the floor, a hole in the ceiling, and water dripping down pretty steadily. Nice.


Paper accepted!

Yay!


Updates

I suppose it might be a good idea to provide some updates about what has been going on.

First of all, I’ve moved into a much nicer apartment, about half a mile from where I lived before. It’s a little one bedroom place with a tiny balcony, a real kitchen, and room enough to actually walk around. It’s also closer to the bus stop, which (with the increased cost of parking at school) ought to encourage me to take it a lot more often.

I spent the first half of the summer doing experiments and finishing up the paper for WiCon. Originally the notification date was the 15th, but it looks like it was pushed back to tomorrow. I’m a little nervous about it, because if it is accepted it’s a very nice step forward. If it isn’t, I have to look at it again and resubmit it somewhere else.

The second half of the summer was spent looking for a new apartment and moving into it. I didn’t travel anywhere except to Fremont to see Debbie’s family for the fourth of July.

As for school, I am hoping to finish my required courses this quarter. One day I will fill out my paperwork so I can officially have my master’s, too. I just hate getting stuff signed.

For more frequent updates, check out my other blog thing. I’ve been updating it pretty much daily.


What I’ve Done
Modified IPNE

This is a diagram I made so I could see what in the world I was doing. Blue lines are multicasts. It is not strictly accurate, though, because there are actually two address translations done in IPNE on multicast packets and they pass through Qualnet in between those times.

Click for slightly larger version.

Made with Dia which has gotten a lot better since I last tried using it.


Am I the only one?

Seriously, am I the only one who wonders who decided to put the ‘SEAS Cafe’ (basically a tiny little convenience store in Boelter Hall right next to a bunch of chemistry labs? I’ve been thinking about this for a while, especially those days when the odor coming from those labs is really foul.

So today I paid a little bit closer attention. One of the labs a few doors down from the Cafe has a lovely “radioactive materials” sign on it, but – even better – two labs directly adjacent to the Cafe have “biohazard” signs!

Now, the likelihood of something going wrong is probably pretty low, nothing to worry too much about. However, the likelihood of something going very wrong if something does go wrong…well, I would guess it is quite high.

But…who cares, I guess? It’s convenient :)


Interpreting Scientific Papers

Jena 6 – Obvious racism in Louisiana

All white jury sitting before white judge agrees with white prosecutor and all white witnesses and convicts black youth in racially charged high school criminal case.

An article in the Chicago Sun-Times sums it up nicely: Did Civil Rights movement pass Louisiana by?

More details…

This is so messed up…black students getting set to jail for decades and white students getting a warning? The good news is that, for the fellow who was convicted already and the ones that may be convicted, it’s easy to appeal a verdict given out by an all-white jury.

Even now, students still at the school have been banned from wearing shirts that say “Free the Jena 6.”

It such a clear case of rampant racism, I can’t believe anyone could look at this situation and not see that.


My Desk
Justin's Desk

This is my desk in the lab at school.

 

They let me sit there.

 

I even get a giant empty bookcase.