It has been a few days, I suppose.
I've been writing, recently, which generally means completing laps between e-mail, lj, and the Book of Face, but not blogging all that much because the writing energy goes towards academic writing. Pretty soon, the writing will turn into job applications and more publications, and on that front, the next cricket manuscript is coming along nicely.
I'm also getting my website up and running again. It's frustrating, being a transient academic and wanting a permanent internet home. Things were all fine and dandy until Arizona State shut the site down. I finally caved and started paying for hosting with DreamHost, mostly because DH is good to nonprofit organizations. That means I can put everything in one place, and it won't change, and I'll probably start getting e-mail through the page eventually, too, because I don't want Google knowing everything about me. I've been accumulating a lot of little fiddly bits that are best published on a webpage - mostly R scripts, but occasional other files, too. Once the initial fiddly bits are in place, I'll toot about it and you can take a look if you're so inclined. I'm contemplating some serious expansions of the recipe section, for instance. We'll see.
I'm also finally getting to reading through some back issues of the New Yorker, which is a great change of pace. If the New Yorker only came out once every two months or so I might be able to keep up with it in real time. As it stands, I picked up the December 2012 issue, and have been reading about the first cargo ship to take the Northern Sea Route from the Netherlands to China. I've really been enjoying stories about seafaring adventures, recently. Perhaps part of that stems from thinking, well, while this place often seems slow and lonely, at least it's easier to communicate with the broader world than it is for people traveling across oceans.
Thunderstorms today. I was lucky to finish my grocery shopping before it started to pour. That's two solid rains in the past two weeks. We've needed it. The grass is back to life.
I've been writing, recently, which generally means completing laps between e-mail, lj, and the Book of Face, but not blogging all that much because the writing energy goes towards academic writing. Pretty soon, the writing will turn into job applications and more publications, and on that front, the next cricket manuscript is coming along nicely.
I'm also getting my website up and running again. It's frustrating, being a transient academic and wanting a permanent internet home. Things were all fine and dandy until Arizona State shut the site down. I finally caved and started paying for hosting with DreamHost, mostly because DH is good to nonprofit organizations. That means I can put everything in one place, and it won't change, and I'll probably start getting e-mail through the page eventually, too, because I don't want Google knowing everything about me. I've been accumulating a lot of little fiddly bits that are best published on a webpage - mostly R scripts, but occasional other files, too. Once the initial fiddly bits are in place, I'll toot about it and you can take a look if you're so inclined. I'm contemplating some serious expansions of the recipe section, for instance. We'll see.
I'm also finally getting to reading through some back issues of the New Yorker, which is a great change of pace. If the New Yorker only came out once every two months or so I might be able to keep up with it in real time. As it stands, I picked up the December 2012 issue, and have been reading about the first cargo ship to take the Northern Sea Route from the Netherlands to China. I've really been enjoying stories about seafaring adventures, recently. Perhaps part of that stems from thinking, well, while this place often seems slow and lonely, at least it's easier to communicate with the broader world than it is for people traveling across oceans.
Thunderstorms today. I was lucky to finish my grocery shopping before it started to pour. That's two solid rains in the past two weeks. We've needed it. The grass is back to life.