Walking Feedback

7 10 2007

Brian’s taller than I am, and he has a longer gait, so when we walk, I feel like I have to continuously catch up to him.  I get a little in front of him, and he sees me walking faster than he is, so he starts to speed up.  That forces me to speed up to catch up to him, but that only makes him go faster.  Our pace gets into a kind of feedback loop and we go faster and faster.  I guess I’ll just have to keep the pace at a comfy saunter, and if he takes off on his giraffe legs, I’ll see him later.


Bannan Retreat

6 10 2007

The Bannan Scholar retreat had all the makings of a very boring and restricted overnight school trip, but art thrives in its limitations, eh?  We headed out after class, and even though we had twelve people in the school van, we stayed on the complete opposite side of the HOV lane at all times, and in Seattle traffic, no less.  But when you get Science and Engineering students who each know one other person int he van, max, you get some pretty interesting (and always very nerdy) conversations.  I had no idea where we were going, but it turned out to be some Christian camp up north.  The group across from out cabins was a group of kids with matching red hats and a couple rifle bags and flag poles among them.  We never figured out if they were ROTC, a marching band, or some equally creepy group of uniformly matching kids.  They did get to play capture the flag while we did some ice breakers…. although they already knew everyone’s name, and we had no idea.  Being engineers and bio majors, one of our ice breakers was to use popsicle sticks and rubber bands to either protect an egg going down a ramp or to survive a spring scale between two tables, and not one team had a broken egg or a broken bridge before the extent of the spring scale.  Not a one.  The night ended with a campfire, an infuriating game, ghost stories, and embarrassing stories.

We planned some community service projects and club activities, and the ride back took half as long as the ride out there.  I got 10 pages into my newest book — one of the only nonfiction books I’ve ever read — “Collapse” by Jared Diamond.  The prologue hooked me, and I will now reference “Ozymandias” every chance I get.  It might even get used more than “hysteresis.”