tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-49632369020236169882023-11-16T05:39:26.300-08:00Mark Huber's BlogMark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.comBlogger166125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-24121344294245016262012-10-24T19:57:00.000-07:002012-10-24T19:57:43.006-07:00Back to nature at Big Bear LakeVisited Big Bear Lake for the first time on Tuesday. It's really a beautiful place, and the weather was perfect: slightly cool but sunny all day. The highlight was when I saw a pelican just as he was catching a fish.
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Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-33596180263380066252012-06-11T22:28:00.002-07:002012-10-24T17:07:21.553-07:00Bad science: Prometheus (SPOILERS!)<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">
Like a lot of science fiction fans, Alien and Blade Runner are two of my favorite movies of all time. The wonderful atmosphere, the deep characters, the timeless themes, they are head and shoulders above most movies in the genre.<br />
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So naturally, I was looking forward to Ridley Scott's third science fiction film: Prometheus, a prequel to Alien. What I was not expecting was some of the worst science fiction that I have ever seen. There are major plot holes in character development and motivation, but even worse for me was the incredible disregard for basic science.<br />
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I'm the kind of guy who goes out of his way to give folks the benefit of the doubt. But it is clear that whoever wrote this dreck would not have passed high school science.<br />
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SPOILER ALERT! SPOILER ALERT!<br />
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Here I'll list a few of the reasons why I think this movie is an affront to physics, medicine, computer science, biology, and cartography.<br />
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1) Astronomy/Archeology: At the beginning of the movie, we are treated to a wonderful scene of a single member of the species later referred to as "The Engineers" putting his DNA into the water supply. Cut to modern times, where our hero archaeologist couple finds a cave painting of a giant being pointing to five stars.<br />
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Where to start? First, why would this alien being give us a direct clue about where he/she came from? Second, memory isn't passed through DNA, so how would anyone know to draw this? Third, if ancient peoples had the memory passed through the magic DNA, why would no one now have it? I never thought I would utter these words: How they found the pyramid in Alien v. Predator was more realistic than how they found the pyramid in this film. (Shudder.)<br />
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2) Biology: The biologist refers to evolutionary theory as "Darwinism", a term used almost exclusively today by creationists trying to paint evolution as a faith rather than science, and rarely used by real scientists. Moreover, he says "300 years of Darwinism" a mere 230 years after the publication of "The Origin of Species". <br />
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3) Biology: The DNA of the Engineers is a match with human DNA. This simply makes no sense from a biological perspective. A few million years of evolution and our DNA will be very different simply through random drift and mutation than that of the Engineers. And if the Engineer DNA dump happened more recently, then why do we share 99% of our DNA with chimpanzees again?<br />
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4) Linguistics: David speaks the Alien language by studying all of Earth's languages. Again, memory isn't passed through DNA. Moreover, he reads and writes it as well. Now, in the opening scene we do see writing on the lid of the container the Engineer opens at the beginning. But even if someone stumbled across this *single lid in the entire world*, why would that person think that represented writing *before writing was invented*. Any human writing would be independently created, as would our speech. Again, this is just bad writing by someone who wants to ignore what we do know about the evolution of human language.<br />
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5) Cartography: The only character who gets lost in the entire film is *the geologist who is specifically mapping the cave system*. He's leading the group in the first part of the story! Heck, I can read an automap, and I don't exactly have a PhD in cartography.<br />
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6) Biology: I’ve got a drop of unknown alien substance. Do I a) put it on a slide and stick it under the microscope? b) infect one of the many lab animals brought along for the purpose of testing biological material, c) put it in a Petri dish with Agar nutrient d) attempt to infect one of the two “leaders” of the expedition by *dipping the material first in alcohol* and then tricking the hapless test subject into drinking it, after which lose interest and do not observe the person for the next twelve hours.
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7) Medicine: The magic medical machine is a wonderful advance of future technology. It is also utterly ridiculous. Once you have the hardware to preform automated surgery, the rest is simple software. But when Shaw tries to use the machine for an abortion, she is coldly informed that the machine is only set up for male patients. What? My camera card has a 128 gig card in it, and this giant machine only has the procedures for the menfolk downloaded? (This scene was intended as foreshadowing for the return of a character that only people who don't know who Guy Pearce is thought was dead, but it comes across as a pointless restriction on future tech.)<br />
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8) Medicine: The self automated surgery is the coolest scene in the film. It is also an affront to human physiology. It occurs too early in the film. After a cut across the abdomen of that length (about 15 inches from what I saw), Shaw could not even stand up without "passing out" levels of pain. But not only does she stand, she walks, and she outruns CGI explosions!<br />
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9) Physics: The Engineers space ship is heading away from the pyramid. The Prometheus is heading away from the pyramid. So when they collide, why does the Engineers ship drop straight down right on top of the landing site. Conservation of momentum? Not on this planet!<br />
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10) Cybernetics: It's 2012, and we're still not past this "robots have no souls" nonsense. I would think after Bishop, T2, Data, and Scott's own Blade Runner, we'd have moved past this crazy notion that robots can't be moral. (See also, everything Asimov ever wrote about robots.) David is a sentient being who passes the Turing test with flying colors. He's also an amoral jackass. Being a robot doesn't excuse that.<br />
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Okay enough ranting. Go see Prometheus for the spectacle of Michael Fassbender and Charlize Theron having a contest to see who can act more inhuman, but when they try to do science, please, don't let your children watch.<br />
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Prometheus: 2 out of 5 stars</div>
Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-66197519543879330142012-03-02T21:30:00.000-08:002012-03-02T21:30:10.916-08:00Gallifrey One<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">Last weekend was this year's Gallifrey One, the fan run Doctor Who convention in LA. This year I was delighted to see one of my favorite actors, Mark Sheppard, was attending. He blew me away as the lawyer in Romo Lampkin in Battlestar Galactica, and that's when I realized I'd actually seen him quite a lot in earlier roles. X-Files, Invisible Man, Firefly--he'd made all the rounds of sci-fi in small but memorable roles. And then he got the role of Crowley on Supernatural and just took it to the next level.<div><br />
</div><div>This latest season of Doctor Who he starred in the first two episodes which meant that he was fair game for an invite to a Doctor Who convention. The favorite part of the convention for me was the live commentary that he did with the director (Toby Haynes.) I did not like everything about that episode, but Sheppard and Haynes' commentary was great--highlighting things I hadn't noticed and giving a unique perspective on the action. </div><div><br />
</div><div>It wasn't until I saw that episode of Doctor Who that I realized that W. Morgan Sheppard and Mark Sheppard were related--father and son. The elder Sheppard is another great character actor who has swept through some great sci-fi. It's irrational, but you always hope that the actors you love to watch are actually as great in person as the characters they play. A wonderful day!</div><div><br />
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This past Christmas Eve, I was with my parents celebrating the Disney way, and as evening approached, we wandered on in to the Indy show. The show does three of the most famous scenes from Indiana Jones and the Raiders of the Lost Ark. Being Christmas Eve, the theater was packed to the gills, it probably holds several thousand people. <br />
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That's what makes volunteering for this show so hard! They pick a dozen folks out of a couple thousand, and so you have to bring your A game to be a volunteer. I did my best, wearing a bright red Disneyland shirt, screaming joyfully when he asked for volunteers, and finally got it! And not just any spot, but the coveted "last pick", where you get to let out a primal scream for the crowd. Thanks to my Mom and her trusty Powershot, you can see for yourself!<br />
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</div>It was great fun! After the introduction you see above we got our requisite turbans and robes for the Cairo market scene, and got a front row view of the action as the stunt performers worked all around us. Afterwards we received our final parting gift, yes, an official Disneyland cup of water!<br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;">One more surprise came later. During the Christmas Break, a student of mine from Calculus last year wrote me an email to ask if that was really me volunteering at the Indy show. If it was not me, she said "<span style="background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); color: #222222; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: xx-small; text-align: -webkit-auto;">I'm just giving you a heads up that you have a doppelgänger in </span><span class="il" style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: rgba(255, 255, 255, 0.917969); background-image: initial; background-origin: initial; color: #222222; font-family: Tahoma; font-size: xx-small; text-align: -webkit-auto;">Claremont.</span>" First, major props for use of the word <b style="background-color: white; font-family: sans-serif; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px; text-align: -webkit-auto;">doppelgänger</b>! Second, that's just crazy amazing that one of my students happened to be in the audience. It's a small world after all.</div></div>Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-70867304882643438852011-10-01T11:24:00.000-07:002011-10-01T11:24:51.236-07:00Cranial Activity<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">This past summer was a good one for seeing cranes! Back in May I visited the International Crane Foundation for the first time. They are one of the few zoos that has all fifteen species of cranes on display. Also, they do a lot of great work getting Whooping Crane population numbers back up. Here's a picture of their enclosure for the Whooping Cranes where one crane was always on the nest while the other was looking for food.<br />
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Later that summer I was in Montana. While walking in a field near Anaconda with some family, we disturbed three cranes who immediately took flight. The red heads, black wing tips, and white bodies indicated that these were three more Whooping Cranes! The only thing I can't figure out is the brown splotches on the back since adult Whooping Cranes are pure white. So I believe that these are young cranes, still with some of the brown coloring from their younger days. Any crane experts out there?<br />
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</div>Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-69331651546098667402011-08-20T09:45:00.000-07:002011-10-01T10:17:47.924-07:00Birds do it<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">One of my grandmother's great joys in her last few years was watching her hummingbird feeder. They still keep it well fed up at the farm, and the birds still love it.<br />
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Most of the pictures I took of the Red Ruby Hummingbirds were on continuous shooting mode, which captures about five shots per second. Of course, what goes in must eventually come out. The following frame captures a quick event, a Hummingbird <a href="http://dobirdspee.com/">lightening its load</a>. This did not appear in either the preceding or successive frames, so I now know that a Hummingbird can do it's business in under 0.4 seconds!<br />
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</div>Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-77692664919800342862011-06-05T07:13:00.000-07:002011-06-05T07:13:16.252-07:00Ken and Jean's Wedding<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nybsapSOMmjCnf7A1ABJA2cPdVMxhLZstGgEFD1QWVK9LH-rDpnoUCrI5XIdlohC39af71hIQTeer3SzpcIQhko-grDDEz4D_-ugGcIDTAh7ibi3UDaJwCXwDhIo_uSGTzSZwWiO_e4/s1600/P1030146.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="255" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_nybsapSOMmjCnf7A1ABJA2cPdVMxhLZstGgEFD1QWVK9LH-rDpnoUCrI5XIdlohC39af71hIQTeer3SzpcIQhko-grDDEz4D_-ugGcIDTAh7ibi3UDaJwCXwDhIo_uSGTzSZwWiO_e4/s320/P1030146.JPG" width="320" /></a></div>The month of May was full of travel for me! Right after I had submitted my grades, I flew up to Wisconsin to see my uncle Ken get married. Jean is a wonderful woman, and I wish them both all the happiness in the world. The wedding was held at St. Mary's Church in Briggsville.<br />
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After the wedding, everyone headed over to Maggie Mae's Barn for some great food. Maggie Mae and her band provided the entertainment at the reception. <br />
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</div>Weddings are an excellent way to reconnect with family that you haven't seen for a while, and this was no exception. In fact, I met and got to chat with folks and relatives whom I hadn't seen in decades. Perhaps the highlight, though, was the wedding cake: a miniature replica of Clover View Farms.<br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">The Belles of Bedlam</td></tr>
</tbody></table>Then it was off to watch Jack the Dagger do some impressive knife throwing. Yes, that blurry grey thing in the middle picture is the knife.<br />
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I ended the day by watching the final joust, which was excellent as well. Lots of fighting on both horse and ground. Altogether a wonderful way to spend a day!<br />
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</div><div>Prior to coming to Claremont as an undergrad, what I knew about California I learned from TV and movies: San Francisco is hilly, Napa Valley has great wine, and Hollywood is full of movie stars. That's what makes my new discoveries of the gems that lie within California all the more exciting. </div><div><br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Avalon Harbor viewed from above</td></tr>
</tbody></table><div>One such gem is the Channel Islands.</div><div><br />
</div><div>Those who pay attention to such things probably have heard of them already. A long ago getaway for movie stars, places such as Catalina Island grew up on the twin pillars of their beauty and mild inaccessibility. Today it is still a gorgeous place to visit, with many plant and animal species that only live on one or more of the Islands, and a wonderful harbor lined with shops, restaurants, and the occasional candy factory.</div><div><br />
</div><div>I went there for the first time with my Mom, who was visiting during her Spring Break. One very exciting thing to do is to take one of the semi-submersible undersea tours: the next best thing to scuba diving. We saw loads of fish during the tour, including the easy to spot Garibaldi.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</tbody></table><div>The Island ethos of tourism with conservation was put in place by the Wrigley family, and the Wrigley Memorial and Botanical Gardens is a great way to see many of the plants (and animals!) that only grow on Catalina or other Channel Islands.</div><div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Mark and Tam in from of a Catalina Mahogany Tree</td></tr>
</tbody></table></div><div>The trip back is also a lot of fun. The jet ferry takes about an hour to cover twenty miles of open ocean. Pelicans and seagulls like to follow the wake churned up behind the boat.</div><table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"><tbody>
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</div>Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-66884642946902791952011-04-16T14:22:00.000-07:002011-06-16T10:25:30.460-07:00Universal Studios Hollywood<div dir="ltr" style="text-align: left;" trbidi="on">I hadn't been to Universal Studios Hollywood since I was an undergraduate in college. What a difference sixteen years makes!<br />
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When I last visited with my brother, the Studio Backlot Tour was the only real ride, and even that was very different from any other theme park in the world. The rest of the day you could spend watching stunt shows and other performances, but there were no roller coasters or other big rides.<br />
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Since then (like that other theme park), Universal Studios Hollywood has brought over the best ideas and rides from their two Florida Parks. The result is a great way to spend a day. It's still a lot lower key than a Disney adventure--which isn't a bad thing. The Backlot Tour is still the gem in their crown--and with recent updates including a ride through the 3D jungles of Skull Island where Kong battles dinosaurs it is still a favorite of mine. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Yep--he's still terrorizing Amity Lake</td></tr>
</tbody></table>This time I went with my Mom, who was visiting during her Spring Break. I splurged on the "Front-of-the-line" passes. These helped a bit with the lines to the attractions, but their main benefit was the extras you receive with the shows. Most of the shows had a short Q-and-A session with the actors where they describe some of the behind-the-scenes parts of the show. Lots of fun! Also, there are nice reserved seats for these shows, so you don't have to worry about getting there too early. <br />
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<tr><td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;">Meeting the cast of Terminator 2:3D</td></tr>
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</div>Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-17759099034866407732011-01-14T10:27:00.000-08:002011-01-14T10:27:37.147-08:00Disneyland at Christmas<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwuDyKajXQ9RbiimF_0-qC4i57uSrGNCsx3whe2IJxqJfFKrWVv7pV4polcaUKrlYnyfH0ttYY_KRPSSv4WTyyiCAe6zna-qQvN-vUw6efi57X8aLEcgnCPkZPI8WG0oIIDk7nsXAbEEQ/s1600/DisneylandPumpkinCrow.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiwuDyKajXQ9RbiimF_0-qC4i57uSrGNCsx3whe2IJxqJfFKrWVv7pV4polcaUKrlYnyfH0ttYY_KRPSSv4WTyyiCAe6zna-qQvN-vUw6efi57X8aLEcgnCPkZPI8WG0oIIDk7nsXAbEEQ/s320/DisneylandPumpkinCrow.jpg" width="255" /></a>I love the Disney parks. They at once appeal to the small child in me, and to the Operation Research trained adult in me--so many people moved efficiently through so many queues--it brings a tear to my eye.<br />
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This was the first year that I hit Disneyland at Christmas (Disney World I'd been to <a href="http://markhubersblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/christmas-vacation.html">before</a>). The park is transformed by wonderful lights, but even better, the Haunted Mansion now becomes The Nightmare Before Christmas (go Tim Burton!) for a month. As one of my all time favorite movies, I'd been looking forward to seeing that for a long time, and it did not disappoint. Everything about the ride is transformed, from the opening line to the final entreaty to return. The detail and number of things to watch for is amazing.<br />
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Decked out to the nines in giant icicle lights, Cinderella's Castle doesn't look half bad, either!<br />
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It rained the first day out, but by the second day that had turned to a lovely snow that blanketed everything. The morning hike to the Lower Yosemite Falls was about as far as you would want to go with that much snow falling. By the next morning, the sun was shining on all that snow, and made every glade and meadow into a beautiful tableau. First we took an early morning tour with a photographer from the Ansel Adams Gallery, then headed off to Mirror Lake.<br />
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The next day the sun was again out, and we headed up to the overlook for Vernal Falls. That proved to be significantly steeper a hike than to Mirror Lake (although roughly the same distance) and so by the end of the day we were happy just to stay put for an hour and try to get some sunset pictures from the middle of the valley. By this time, though, the clouds had rolled in, and fog enshrouded all the major sights.<br />
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So the next day we took to the higher elevations, leaving the valley and heading to Tuolumne Grove, where some of the Giant Sequoias stand tall. These trees can live to be thousands of years old and are very impressive up close. The clouds continued to linger throughout the day, although the sun peeked through more at sunset this time.<br />
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It sometimes surprises me how good that can make me feel. And of course, having a nice sunny day means all sorts of other things are happening. Where I live is next door to one of Claremont McKenna's practice fields, and today the track and field people are practicing the hammer throw. <br />
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That is just fun to watch! For those who haven't seen it, the hammer is the event with the 16 pound ball attached to a chain. Watching the throwers spin around and around and just heave that sucker as far as they can reminds you of when you were a kid and just threw things to see how far you could (see also: skipping rocks.)<br />
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It doesn't hurt that I know one of the throwers. He's been in my probability, statistics, and Monte Carlo methods courses and is an all around good guy. I wish him luck on the field as the season begins!Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-10696655108087519712010-11-27T14:48:00.000-08:002010-11-27T14:48:45.944-08:00ThanksgivingNothing beats a Thanksgiving with friends! <div><br />
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Yes it does rain in California.<br />
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And when it does rain, it tends not to mess around. The forecast shows rain this morning, this afternoon, this evening, and tomorrow. There's even a flash flood alert on top of that for areas of L.A. County that have been recently burned. <br />
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I do love watching the rain though. Maybe it goes back to childhood memories of Corvallis where it seemed like it rained every day, or maybe it's just the randomness of the drops, the way it throws light in all directions. Especially on a Saturday, where I don't have anywhere to go and can just relax and watch the water pouring down through my window.Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-24673295169119780822010-10-30T14:29:00.000-07:002010-10-30T14:29:24.828-07:00Halloween, Rifftrax styleIn honor of Halloween and my abiding love of making fun of movies, I headed out to the Rifftrax live event this last Thursday. The movie they riffed was the classic Vincent Price "House on Haunted Hill" a delightful product of its times movie that was perfect for Kevin Murphy, Mike Nelson, and Bill Corbett to go after.<br />
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This is the second Rifftrax Live! presentation that I've gone to (the other being their Christmas special last year). The last one was fun, but this one was amazing. Part of the fun is being in a semi-crowded theater. Southern California has enough former MST 3K fans like myself to fill a theater for these types of events, and the fun of seeing them do their shtick live really adds to the laughs.Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-66938845643150934272010-10-03T08:03:00.000-07:002010-10-03T08:03:45.189-07:00DalaLast Friday, I headed up to Scripps for their once-a-semester free concert on their big lawn. This is part of a series of concerts organized by a Scripps Alum, Elizabeth Levitt Hersch '74. Part giving back to Scipps, part advertisement for the Levitt Pavillions, this is always a well-organized nice event. Performing this time were <a href="http://dalagirls.com/">Dala</a>, an acoustic folk duo from Canada. <div><br />
</div><div>They were awesome! I have to admit, my consumption of folk has dropped dramatically since leaving North Carolina, so it was nice to get a booster. Lovely harmonies and an easy back-and-forth between two friends made for a wonderful concert. The concert setting itself was also very nice--by setting the time from 5:30-7:00, there was a pretty transition from day to night while they played. And they even gave chairs and/or blankets to everyone. A great way to start the weekend!<br />
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The Royal Palace managed to save some of their most impressive art, including four of the thrones used by kings of Poland. The audiotour is great: it includes headphones (no holding up a weighty device to your ear), and each room has a main number, with extra numbers reserved for specific items of interest.<br />
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The next day (before the conference), we headed out to the center of town and the Warsaw Uprising Museum. This contains artifacts from the desparate days near the end of WWII. The Red Army was<br />
encamped outside the city, and with the hope of reclaiming the city the local resistance tried to expel the Nazi forces. But Stalin had other ideas, and his army sat while the German first retook the city block by block and building by building, and then waited further as Hitler systematically destroyed all the important buildings in retaliation. The Uprising Museum tells this story through artefacts, letters, photos, and even film taken by the Poles. An immersive, moving museum.<br />
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From there we headed westward to the National Museum. This containsone of the largest collection of medieval religious wood carvings that I have seen with intricate detail very well preserved. And the paintings by the Polish also reveals a deep artistic tradition.<br />
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On Wednesday, the conference organized an excursion: A guided tour through the Old Town followed by dinner in another gallery. The dinner was great, and was accompanied by a concert by a trio of women on piano, clarinet, and flute.<br />
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Friday was the last day of the conference, and again the afternoon became a sightseeing opportunity. The Palace of Culture and Science (Stalin's "gift" to the Polish people) looms massively in the center of town, and the terrace offers great views of the city.<br />
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One corner of the Palace houses the Museum of Technology, a history spanning from the paleolithic to modern times. Automotive, radio, electronic, and typewriter fans will find much to love in their exhibits, and the basic science experiments are quite cool.<br />
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Finally, we swung through Old Town for some picture taking. What a lovely place!<br />
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</div>Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-90913587388127103572010-08-15T12:32:00.000-07:002010-08-15T12:32:23.665-07:00New York, New YorkIt's hard for me to believe that last weekend was only my second time in New York City-what a fun place! Of course, much of the fun came from getting to see a friend from the Duke days (only two years ago but feels like forever sometimes), Bianca who is now at The City College of New York and now is living in Manhattan. <br />
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We saw Avenue Q after hitting the half price ticket place in Times Square, it's really a wonderful show. The next day we headed over to the American Museum of Natural History in Central Park. Awesome place! Went to a planetarium show, haven't done that in years. Here's a picture of us enjoying the foyer.<br />
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After New York I flew over to the University of Warwick to spend a week talking with Gareth Roberts and his group--including another friend from Duke, Natesh, who will be starting at Harvard in the fall. Go Natesh!<br />
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Finally yesterday I landed in Warsaw, Poland, where I'll be giving a talk at the <a href="http://mcqmc.mimuw.edu.pl/">MCQMC</a> conference.Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-60295696173837674512010-08-06T22:08:00.000-07:002010-08-06T22:08:10.713-07:00The months, they are a changin'I get it when you are a kid: Summer's supposed to fly by then. So why does it seem that as I get older every summer seems to go by faster?<br />
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Last week my REU'ers (Research Experience for Undergraduates) gave their final presentations, turned in their papers, pulled up stakes and drove/flew off into the...well sunrise since most are from parts east of ol' California.<br />
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That's eight weeks that just went by at lightening speed. The six in my group (Elise, Scott, Jason, Jacky, Dan, and Annie) broke into two projects. They turned out great presentations (yay Beamer!) and...okay papers (I'm sure with more time they would have been fabulous.) Now comes the hard part--keeping the momentum built up during the research to get those papers polished and into journals and published. Go team!Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-86804438652477135452010-07-21T17:56:00.000-07:002010-07-21T17:56:22.674-07:00Summer time fun, a summary!So it's been about a month since my last blog post. I'd hoped to be all done relating my travels through Italy by now, but once again an exciting summer has intervened. So I thought I'd step back and give the brief description of what I've been up to lately this last month.<br />
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After the trip in Italy came what I went to Europe for in the first place: The Ninth Valencia international meeting of Bayesian Statistics. This was the first year I had been invited to give a talk: very exciting! So I tried to go with my A material, a new algorithm that my graduate student Sarah and I have been working on for the last year. It did receive a lot of attention, and I found the discussions with those interested in the method to be enormously helpful. One thing I'm working on right now I'm working on the finishing touches on my response to the written discussion of that paper.<br />
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So that was a week, and unfortunately, it was also the first week of the Research Experience for Undergraduates (REU) that I am running this summer. I had sent my crew (six students from around the US) daily assignments to work on, but there's nothing like being there in person. So the first few days were a blur as I lectured extensively and got them up to speed on the projects they would be working on. <br />
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A few weeks later they were pretty much in self-sufficient mode, and I just had to check in once a day to make sure all was moving along smoothly. As I write this the end of the REU is in sight: next week they will be giving oral presentations of their final results, and both groups are writing up their work in paper form as well. Along the way, I went out to Joshua Tree National Park with lots of the Claremont REU (more than just my six are pictured below) and we also had some other events as well.<br />
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Last week was more traveling for me, although not academic in nature. I met my folks in Las Vegas for a three day whirlwind tour of magic and acrobatics before heading out to the Grand Canyon. The last time I was there time was limited but this trip we took our time and did things right. The highlight was a Ranger led morning hike partway down into the Canyon. Great stuff! On the way back we also hit Sunset Volcano National Monument, a gem of a park just north of Flagstaff.<br />
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That wasn't the end of the week for me though, as last weekend was La Grande High School class of 1990 twentieth reunion. Also great fun as I met up with friends that I hadn't seen in, well, 20 years! Okay, a few I'd seen since then, and Facebook does make it easier to catch up, but still there's nothing like just hanging out and dancing to the 80's favorites.Mark Huberhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06324391847624736786noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4963236902023616988.post-67199916427899957152010-06-22T20:59:00.000-07:002010-06-22T20:59:13.024-07:00Headed EastGetting out of Florence the next morning proved difficult: an accident on the motorway had traffic backed up halfway to the city center. But eventually we escaped the Tuscan capital and headed East towards Bologna.<br />
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My first goal was to see the oldest continually operating university. Their original building is now the public library, with several of the halls left as they were in the Middle Ages. Nice to see that professors got their own shields. There's a tradition I could see reviving!<br />
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Next stop in Bologna was the <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Basilica_of_San_Domenico">Basilica of Saint Dominic</a>, founder of the Dominican Order. This is a gorgeous building, as befits the final resting place of the saint. Unfortunately, the traffic in Florence meant an abbreviated stop in Bologna, so it was back to the bus.<br />
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The next stop was Padua, which has a <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Prato_della_Valle">delightful central park</a> surrounded by a canal that is the second largest square in Europe. Passing through this area, "the group" headed toward the Basilica of Saint Anthony, yet another popular pilgrimage destination. The monument over the tomb of the saint inside was magnificent. What differentiates this place from others I saw was the number of domes, six if I remember correctly. But what I found most interesting was the statue of the saint in a side courtyard. Visitors visitors must have been shaking hands with Saint Anthony for luck or blessings. <br />
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Florence, of course, has a few aces up its sleeve. The first is Michelangelo's David, which stood outside in a public square for centuries before being moving indoors for its protection. The statue was everything I believed it to be: a dominating presence that seems so fluid, so lifelike, that it is hard to imagine that this is solid marble. This was another museum where pictures were not allowed, which in this case was kind of nice, since it meant that everyone was actually looking at the statue rather than trying to get pictures of friends and family with it in the background.<br />
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The third (and last) stop in Florence that I had time for was Basilica di Santa Croce. Here some of the most illustrious inhabitants of Florence are interred. Galileo, Marconi, Machiavelli, and of course Michelangelo are just part of the tombs that line the walls.<br />
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For the remainder of the afternoon, the tour headed to Pisa, and the famous <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Piazza_dei_Miracoli">Piazza di Miracoli</a>--the Square of Miracles. Like the Florence Duomo, this really consists of three separate buildings, the main Cathedral, the Bapistery, and the bell tower constructed later. Of course, the bell tower was the ill fated one of the three, whose gradual sinking into the soil gave rise to one of Italy's greatest landmarks: the Leaning Tower of Pisa. After touring the Cathedral and Basilica, I went over to try to get the standard picture every tourist is required to take. Fortunately, I had met a pair of Australian women on the tour, May and Carol, and they were able to help me out. (The keen eyed among you will note the distinctive outline of my Lonely Planet Italian phrasebook in my left pocket.)<br />
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