A friend called me up one evening, barely concealing his exasperation. “I screwed up my presentation in class,” he confided disappointedly. “No one was even listening.” He had stayed up all night to prepare for his presentation, and went into that morning eager to test his ideas. When he finally got to the speaker’s stand,…
For now, I was back from the bars and sharing my awkwardly narrow dorm-room bed with an Australian guy.
The idea that one might be able to enjoy and pursue both science and the humanities seems unfathomable to many of the people I talk to, both back at home and here on campus.
In the end, ASSU self-actualization has to be a two-way exchange.
One could argue that an informal tone is natural for such a blog host. But 10 years ago — before the word blog entered our vocabulary — we might have called WordPress.com a web publishing service, in which case its business would have sounded a lot fancier. It seems the Internet is casual because we have made it that way.
A week ago, I had an experience that raised fresh questions for me about the digitally interconnected nature of the Stanford campus. One of my classes required some collaboration for a group project, and the night before an assignment was due, one of my peers proposed that we all meet to discuss logistics — but via Gchat, not in person.
But think of all of our encounters with people who see the world under a different shade of light, whose step veers way off our own, whose language is technically the same as ours but operates under totally different rules…
In this case, the efficient bustle of an ant colony, her specific field of interest, mirrors her work, something that includes writing two books, conducting five research projects, raising two children and fulfilling obligations as a university professor.