“Partial Prime Design” 2011.10.29 (11, 7, 5, 3, 2 and 53, 41, 23, 7, 7)
Beneath the bright banner
Of sierra skies
The milky way stretches without resolve
And into our world
Flecks of the universe dissolve
Over head and under covers
We try to make sense
Of all the innumerable bodies
That strike us
Why some tilt our axis
And the others accumulate only as dust
From the dusty trail we depart
To wrap ourselves around a mountain
And to swim in a cold blue alpine body
Upon whose shores
We are wrapped in late summer’s heat
And swim beneath your shawl in the humid warmth of each other’s breath
While Goethe calls from peak to peak
In the meadows far below
Prime petals punctuate
The serene green of life
Where a river of glass
Cuts the land in two
Cloud fire
Leads back
To our Origin
Next to Goethe
We watch stars fall
Monday, October 31, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Occupy Oakland Protest, October 25th 2011, Downtown Oakland, California
Photos from Occupy Oakland tonight.
Protest was peaceful in Snow Park. The police did not chase the crowd to Snow Park, but remained in downtown around city hall. I don't know why the crowed decided to go back to city hall in order to confront the police, because by that time a lot of the shit-starters had showed up and began lighting trashcans etc on fire and that triggered the tear gas.
I am thankfull that the protesters that came in front of my building (1502 Alice St shown here) did not cause vandalism like the Oscar Grant riots.
Protest was peaceful in Snow Park. The police did not chase the crowd to Snow Park, but remained in downtown around city hall. I don't know why the crowed decided to go back to city hall in order to confront the police, because by that time a lot of the shit-starters had showed up and began lighting trashcans etc on fire and that triggered the tear gas.
I am thankfull that the protesters that came in front of my building (1502 Alice St shown here) did not cause vandalism like the Oscar Grant riots.
Monday, October 24, 2011
Book Review: Outliers
Outliers: The Story of Success by Malcolm Gladwell
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Outliers is very much in the same vein or at least style as Malcom Gladwell's preceeding titles. Quirky bits of information that when rallied around the same arguement come up with something interesting. I feel that with this book Gladwell actually takes on a larger arguement than his other books, its ultimately the Nature vs Nurture arguement but using extremely successful people as the case studies. Gladwell argues for nurture being the largest component of success and uses everything from the Canadian Hockey Team to Bill Gates to why Asian kids are good at math to form his arguement.
Some nick-nack info highlights
Canadian Hockey Team - Most players are born in January, February and March. Their birth month line them up to be the biggest kids in their early teams. 10-12 month differences when you are 5 and 6 can mean you are dramatically bigger. The bigger and better players get special attention, more training, and ultimately more hours of practice, so by the time they are in their late teens they are significantly better.
10,000 hour rule - People with 10,000 hours of practice at one thing tend to be experts and if you get this 10,000 hours in before say the age of 20, you have a much greater chance to go really far.
Bill Gates - had access to one of the first computers at a super young age and would spend hours upon hours on it, so by the time everyone else is starting to hear about personal computers, Gates has already logged in 10,000+ hours of programming time. Similar stories for Bill Joy and Steve Jobs.
Math - kids that can focus do good in math. Your ability to focus on one subject for a period of time has a direct correlation to your math abilities. Asian kids do better in math because they come from a culture of extreme focus that grew out of needing to tend to rice paddies. Western societies grew wheat and other less intensively cultivated crops, so their focus ability is culturaly less. This part of the book gets a bit dodgy, but the chinese proverbs vs western proverbs are good:
"If a man works hard, the land will not be lazy" - Chinese
"If God does not bring it, the earth will not give it" - Russian
You can change your nurture -
1) as seen by Korea Airlines turning its horrible air record around, by changing the nurture/culture of its pilots and co-pilots to be not Korean.
2) As seen in the KIPP school in the Bronx, where kids are sort of reconditioned to be in a different culture than that which is around them and the students do amazingly well.
The basic underlying statement is that nurture plays a huge role in success. You have to be in the right environment at the right time to be wildly successful, but you can choose to change your environment and to some degree your nurture. I think the real question that is dodged all the way through is what is success?
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
Outliers is very much in the same vein or at least style as Malcom Gladwell's preceeding titles. Quirky bits of information that when rallied around the same arguement come up with something interesting. I feel that with this book Gladwell actually takes on a larger arguement than his other books, its ultimately the Nature vs Nurture arguement but using extremely successful people as the case studies. Gladwell argues for nurture being the largest component of success and uses everything from the Canadian Hockey Team to Bill Gates to why Asian kids are good at math to form his arguement.
Some nick-nack info highlights
Canadian Hockey Team - Most players are born in January, February and March. Their birth month line them up to be the biggest kids in their early teams. 10-12 month differences when you are 5 and 6 can mean you are dramatically bigger. The bigger and better players get special attention, more training, and ultimately more hours of practice, so by the time they are in their late teens they are significantly better.
10,000 hour rule - People with 10,000 hours of practice at one thing tend to be experts and if you get this 10,000 hours in before say the age of 20, you have a much greater chance to go really far.
Bill Gates - had access to one of the first computers at a super young age and would spend hours upon hours on it, so by the time everyone else is starting to hear about personal computers, Gates has already logged in 10,000+ hours of programming time. Similar stories for Bill Joy and Steve Jobs.
Math - kids that can focus do good in math. Your ability to focus on one subject for a period of time has a direct correlation to your math abilities. Asian kids do better in math because they come from a culture of extreme focus that grew out of needing to tend to rice paddies. Western societies grew wheat and other less intensively cultivated crops, so their focus ability is culturaly less. This part of the book gets a bit dodgy, but the chinese proverbs vs western proverbs are good:
"If a man works hard, the land will not be lazy" - Chinese
"If God does not bring it, the earth will not give it" - Russian
You can change your nurture -
1) as seen by Korea Airlines turning its horrible air record around, by changing the nurture/culture of its pilots and co-pilots to be not Korean.
2) As seen in the KIPP school in the Bronx, where kids are sort of reconditioned to be in a different culture than that which is around them and the students do amazingly well.
The basic underlying statement is that nurture plays a huge role in success. You have to be in the right environment at the right time to be wildly successful, but you can choose to change your environment and to some degree your nurture. I think the real question that is dodged all the way through is what is success?
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Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Poem: Today
Today
Copper caressed skies propped up
The sunset, floating Mt Tam
Against the edge of another day
And across it- beyond it
In that same sky
Across and beyond the ocean
You wander over copper colored landscapes
Yet no matter how far you wander
Colors never change
Some items in life distill beyond context
And when we ask what is next?
We already know in our hearts the eternal concepts.
Copper caressed skies propped up
The sunset, floating Mt Tam
Against the edge of another day
And across it- beyond it
In that same sky
Across and beyond the ocean
You wander over copper colored landscapes
Yet no matter how far you wander
Colors never change
Some items in life distill beyond context
And when we ask what is next?
We already know in our hearts the eternal concepts.
Sunday, July 24, 2011
Poem: Bar 355 July 24-ish
In the night is sight,
When downtown Oakland has changed,
When I can walk unastranged into a local
wateringhole
where the music doesn't stop,
The bottom doesn't drop,
out of the place because I'm young and white
buth this is also the what bothers me about tonight
where are the people that lived here when I was here at the start?
they now live at the afar extensions of the BART
SYStem
The music is the same but the relation has changed.
MJ is not the same to the displaced as he is to those that replaced.
A song - a world is read differently by
every-fraction-of-people-in-time(s)
And what does this tell us of the world?
Should we read in frame, out of frame, which games - is everything
THE SAME?
or ultimately different?
Depeche mode draws the line
in this bar of contemporary time.
When downtown Oakland has changed,
When I can walk unastranged into a local
wateringhole
where the music doesn't stop,
The bottom doesn't drop,
out of the place because I'm young and white
buth this is also the what bothers me about tonight
where are the people that lived here when I was here at the start?
they now live at the afar extensions of the BART
SYStem
The music is the same but the relation has changed.
MJ is not the same to the displaced as he is to those that replaced.
A song - a world is read differently by
every-fraction-of-people-in-time(s)
And what does this tell us of the world?
Should we read in frame, out of frame, which games - is everything
THE SAME?
or ultimately different?
Depeche mode draws the line
in this bar of contemporary time.
Thursday, March 17, 2011
Desert Solitaire by Edward Abbey
My rating: 4 of 5 stars
There is a lot in the this book that resonates with someone that has spent enough time in the outdoors in one place with themselves to make grand conclusions about one's own insignificance.
Some of my favorite quotes from the book:
Language makes a mighty loose net with which to go fishing for simple facts, when facts are infinite.
The beauty of Delicate Arch explains nothing, for each thing in its way, when true to its own character, is equally beautiful (p45).
A weird, lovely, fantastic object out of nature like Delicate Arch has the curious ability to remind us- like rock and sunlight and wind and wilderness- that out there is a different world, older and greater and deeper by far than ours, a world which surrounds and sustains the little world of men as sea and sky surround and sustain a ship (p45).
Industrial Tourism is a threat to the national parks. But the chief victims of the system are the motorized tourists. They are being robbed and robbing themselves. So long as they are unwilling to crawl out of their cars they will not discover the treasures of the national parks and will never escape the stress and turmoil of the urban-suburban complexes which they had hoped, presumably, to leave behind for a while (p64).
We have agreed not to drive our automobiles into cathedrals, concert halls, art museums, legislative assemblies, private bedrooms and other sanctums of our culture; we should treat our national parks with the same deference, for they, too, are holy places (p65).
A ventursome minority will always be eager to set off on their own, and no obstacles should be placed in their path; let them take risks, for godsake, let them get lost, sunburnt, stranded, drowned, eaten by bears, buried alive under avalanches - that is the right and privilege of any free American (p69)
A man could be a lover and defender of the wilderness without ever in the his lifetime leaving the boundaries of asphalt, powerlines, and right-angled surfaces. We need wilderness whether not we ever set foot in it (p162).
Grand Canyon, Big Bend, Yellowstone and the High Sierras may be required to function as bases for guerrilla warfare against tyranny (p163).
In any case, when a man must be afraid to drink freely from his country's rivers and streams that country is no longer fit to live in (p202).
But the love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us and sustains us, the only home we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need - if only we had the eyes to see (p208).
No, wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit, and as vital to our lives as water and good bread. A civilization which destroys what little remains of the wild, the spare, the original, is cutting itself off from its origins and betraying the principle of civilizations itself (p211).
Henry Mountains, Utah
Its a great country; you can say whatever you like so long as its strictly true- nobody will ever take you seriously (p293).
And thus through language create a whole world, corresponding to the other world out there. Or we trust that it corresponds. Or perhaps like a German poet, we cease to care, becoming more concerned with the naming then with the things named; the former becomes more real than the later (p322).
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My rating: 4 of 5 stars
There is a lot in the this book that resonates with someone that has spent enough time in the outdoors in one place with themselves to make grand conclusions about one's own insignificance.
Some of my favorite quotes from the book:
Language makes a mighty loose net with which to go fishing for simple facts, when facts are infinite.
The beauty of Delicate Arch explains nothing, for each thing in its way, when true to its own character, is equally beautiful (p45).
A weird, lovely, fantastic object out of nature like Delicate Arch has the curious ability to remind us- like rock and sunlight and wind and wilderness- that out there is a different world, older and greater and deeper by far than ours, a world which surrounds and sustains the little world of men as sea and sky surround and sustain a ship (p45).
Industrial Tourism is a threat to the national parks. But the chief victims of the system are the motorized tourists. They are being robbed and robbing themselves. So long as they are unwilling to crawl out of their cars they will not discover the treasures of the national parks and will never escape the stress and turmoil of the urban-suburban complexes which they had hoped, presumably, to leave behind for a while (p64).
We have agreed not to drive our automobiles into cathedrals, concert halls, art museums, legislative assemblies, private bedrooms and other sanctums of our culture; we should treat our national parks with the same deference, for they, too, are holy places (p65).
A ventursome minority will always be eager to set off on their own, and no obstacles should be placed in their path; let them take risks, for godsake, let them get lost, sunburnt, stranded, drowned, eaten by bears, buried alive under avalanches - that is the right and privilege of any free American (p69)
A man could be a lover and defender of the wilderness without ever in the his lifetime leaving the boundaries of asphalt, powerlines, and right-angled surfaces. We need wilderness whether not we ever set foot in it (p162).
Grand Canyon, Big Bend, Yellowstone and the High Sierras may be required to function as bases for guerrilla warfare against tyranny (p163).
In any case, when a man must be afraid to drink freely from his country's rivers and streams that country is no longer fit to live in (p202).
But the love of wilderness is more than a hunger for what is always beyond reach; it is also an expression of loyalty to the earth, the earth which bore us and sustains us, the only home we shall ever know, the only paradise we ever need - if only we had the eyes to see (p208).
No, wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit, and as vital to our lives as water and good bread. A civilization which destroys what little remains of the wild, the spare, the original, is cutting itself off from its origins and betraying the principle of civilizations itself (p211).
Henry Mountains, Utah
Its a great country; you can say whatever you like so long as its strictly true- nobody will ever take you seriously (p293).
And thus through language create a whole world, corresponding to the other world out there. Or we trust that it corresponds. Or perhaps like a German poet, we cease to care, becoming more concerned with the naming then with the things named; the former becomes more real than the later (p322).
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Wednesday, March 9, 2011
Philippines and Taiwan Photos (2010.01)
Philippines:
More photos of the Philippines at:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/damon_tighe/sets/72157623344784827/
Taiwan:
see more photos of taiwan:
http://www.flickr.com/photos/damon_tighe/sets/72157623455846184/
Book Review: "House of Glass" by Pramoedy Ananta Toer (2009.07.08)
rating: 5 of 5 stars
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The final piece of the Buru Quartet. Excellent change in perspective in this novel compared to the first three of the Quartet. Not only a shift in Narrator, but an almost meta-textual analysis of the first 3 books. Pramoedya is a great crafter of not stories not only in content, but in structure.
Poem: from Santa Fe and some photos (2009.05.28)
the air breathes
soft and high
and I am alive
ethanol courses
actions recourse
and the stars shine
ambivalent
in the black blanket
punctuated with bolts
New Mexico
Old and New
falters forever
in capitalism
in Santa Fe
in error and
perfect existence
12:40am 2009.05.28
Turquoise cuts adobe
in mid day light
and at night
they-
grey, stand in contrast
to the shadows
to the shallows
we don't dare illuminate
for darkness penetrates
this place
in the bowls and souls
deep seats and retreats
it bleeds and seeds
the next generation -
infinite penetration
of half dead frustration
Santa Fe
12:50am 2009.05.28
sell, sold, soul
so you remember
the past-
the commoditized
capitalized product of this town,
where Heroes fought
Savage Indians,
but scratch that hatch
it ain't sellable
brine it
shine it
design it
legitimize it (the past)
-build it (the past) and they will come
but once they've cum
its all undone.
1:05am 2009.05.28
Rockies rock bottom
Santa Fe by day
find a way to masks the resource pull
that in time shall levy its toll
in drops absent
water limited
this town fate scripted in
Chaco and Bandelier and Other(s)
places far and near
How small our imagination is
for the teachings of history
1:20am 2009.05.28
Coral colony of clouds
coral the Jemez on the horizon
in the high dry sky of New Mexico
the germinating seed of Huxley's anti-Utopia
The land of life in protest
Santa Fe contrasting Adobe
Iris and cliff in the Jemez
The Buckets swimming hole in Jemez
Clouds over ABQ
Porch adornment in Santa Fe
My Nerd Job: biofuels and shipworms (2009.05.15)
Lore has it that Columbus got an extra year long stay in the Bahamas because shipworms ate up his boat so bad that he could not sail back to Europe until all the wood had been repaired.
So here is the process (Hands are Dan our collaborator):
1) Capture a worm from a piece of wood. The worm is right at the tip of dental tool
2)Dissect the worm to get out its gill where the bacteria associate
3)Pulverise the gill to free up the bacteria. Below is the gill aparatus:
4) Look at the bacteria under the microscope:
5) Capture singe bacteria:
6) Lyse open the cell to get the DNA and amplify it.
7) Sequence the DNA and find gene for cellulases
Down the Road:
8) industrialize the cellulases for use at biofuel plants
9) Drive down US consumption of foreign oil. Create a fuel that cycles carbon instead of digging out of the ground and putting it in the air.
Mt Diablo with Doris and Nancy (2009.04.30)
Mt Diablo Fairy Lantern. A type of Globe Lilly that exists on Mt Diablo and no place else in the world. They will probably be up for another 2 weeks if you would like to get a view of them.
Chaparal Broom-Rape. Its kind of ugly, but interesting at the same time. Unfortunate name though.
Clustered Broom-Rape. This was all over on the Donner Canyon Road.
Oak and departing cloud. Good way to end the evening
Pacific Northwest Trip (2009.04.17)
silver Falls State Park (Thursday, after a 10 hour middle of the night drive)
Double Falls at Silver Falls State Park - Temperate Rainforests Rock.
Tulip Festival outside of Woodburn, Or. Yes that's Mt Hood in the background
Moss covered rocks in the Columbia Gorge near Portland, OR
Dustin and Jane @ the Screendoor breakfast joint in East Burnside. The monster pile of food infront of Dustin is a chicken and waffles. I think it just might be a whole chicken. Dustina and Jane were kind enough to put me and Doris up for 2 nights
ironic that my favorite picture of the trip comes from Dustin and Jane's kitchen
Ecola state park. We weren't suppose to be down here, which made it that much better
Haystack rock from Ecola state park
an american classic. Harley and Mt Shasta at the Weed rest stop
A weekend of notes in Damon’s Infinitely small world:
Friday Night –
Bump into Aron who use to live in my building at CafĂ© Madrid. Had some food and caught up a bit. Chelsea (his girlfriend) had a sculpture being displace at 21&Grand for art murmur. I was catching “Notorious” at the Paramount with ~8 people organized by Adam T.
Saturday-
Showing Nancy around SF and…
1) See Adam T’s ex-girlfriend Jill at Union square while me and Nancy at the random items we bough in Oakland China town. I got the shortest hello of my life from Jill, who looking back was never super friendly towards me.
2) Ran into Kristen from the JGI at Union Square…her son was in the choir that was performing that afternoon.
3) At the SFMOMA I realize I hear a familiar voice and its Sharon who use to live in my building working behind the counter.
4) Didn’t see someone I knew, but the kindness of strangers is also important. Nancy and I were walking by Davie’s Hall when the symphony was in intermission. I tried to buy tickets from the ticket booth at half price since it was half way over, but got stone walled by the clerk, so went outside and tried making friendly with people leaving. My first attempt completely failed since it was an old couple that had just turned off their hearing aids. Nancy just laughed as they gave me absolutely no response as if my presence did not exist. Luckily this calamity gathered the attention of tow middle aged intermission-leavers who gleefully gave us their 2nd row orchestra front and center tickets. Quite easily the best tickets I’ve ever had…close rival to the free box (entire) box seat that I once scored in college with a date, because we came in late.
Week in pictures, so far (2009.04.02)
I'm getting lazy. I'm just giving pictoral essays of the week:
Sunday = Little Yosemite in Sunol East Bay Regional Park. The goal set forth by Adam was to go up Alameda creek to the waterfalls without getting wet. We did not succeed:
Reasons for not staying dry- tight rock canyons that you "had to" climb
Beautifully clear water - probably due to the high mercury content from local mineral deposits...extra bonus for falling in the water
Well tortured beech tree roots
Then on the way home I could see a fire from Oakland, so of course we had to check it out. It was the old hospital on Alameda island burning down. Me and Adam had let ourselves into it a couple years ago...super creepy. We were caught and asked to leave. The fire department just let the building burn all the way to the ground. Can you smell the lead paint? I can.
Monday: Mt Diablo
somehow dragged my ass out of bed early enough to join Linda, Katie and Scott for a 3pm hike at Mt Diablo. We did the waterfall trail and the water was barely going, but the wildflowers were in full bloom:
Blue Dicks and Scorpion Flowers looking North
The hiking Gang:
And of course the California Poppies are going well:
Tuesday: Serious lab time picking nuclei out of fungal spores that associate with roots (glomus). Hoping to take one of these nuclei out of the spore amplify the DNA up enough that we can sequence the bugger...ultimately to figure out why these fungus helps so many plants grow really well.
My first cracking of a spore with a glass capillary (500x magninfication):
Syto11 stained spore and hyphae. The green dots in the hyphae are also nuclei. All the ones in the spore have already leaked out.
Sunday = Little Yosemite in Sunol East Bay Regional Park. The goal set forth by Adam was to go up Alameda creek to the waterfalls without getting wet. We did not succeed:
Reasons for not staying dry- tight rock canyons that you "had to" climb
Beautifully clear water - probably due to the high mercury content from local mineral deposits...extra bonus for falling in the water
Well tortured beech tree roots
Then on the way home I could see a fire from Oakland, so of course we had to check it out. It was the old hospital on Alameda island burning down. Me and Adam had let ourselves into it a couple years ago...super creepy. We were caught and asked to leave. The fire department just let the building burn all the way to the ground. Can you smell the lead paint? I can.
Monday: Mt Diablo
somehow dragged my ass out of bed early enough to join Linda, Katie and Scott for a 3pm hike at Mt Diablo. We did the waterfall trail and the water was barely going, but the wildflowers were in full bloom:
Blue Dicks and Scorpion Flowers looking North
The hiking Gang:
And of course the California Poppies are going well:
Tuesday: Serious lab time picking nuclei out of fungal spores that associate with roots (glomus). Hoping to take one of these nuclei out of the spore amplify the DNA up enough that we can sequence the bugger...ultimately to figure out why these fungus helps so many plants grow really well.
My first cracking of a spore with a glass capillary (500x magninfication):
Syto11 stained spore and hyphae. The green dots in the hyphae are also nuclei. All the ones in the spore have already leaked out.
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