Archive for October, 2005

The Worm Turns, or Begins to Turn, or Begins to Think of Turning

Despite all the destruction and devastation around the globe, despite soaring inflation and security threats, it’s hard not to feel a little buzz of optimism in the air.  After all, Arlen Specter returned Harriet Miers’s questionnaire responses as “inadequate,” the investigation into Plamegate is proceeding apace, and the Congressional agenda seems thrown into a tailspin by the indictment of Tom DeLay.

And now, there’s this.  Here’s the first sentence; see if you can guess the publication:

It remains to be seen just how far George Bush is willing to go in exploiting the members of our uniformed services to compensate for his own lack of substance.

The answer, below the fold.

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Research Dream

I just remembered, like just this second, that at some point in the last few days I had a dream in which I was bartering with someone, and had given her something that she valued sufficiently to offer to compensate me by indexing 100 pages of my book.

And I was completely depressed when I realized it was a dream.

Recovery

Yesterday’s travel was relatively painless, and generally productive; I managed to get the batch of project proposals that I needed to comment on done, which felt like something of a triumph.  And then, miracle of all miracles, I came home and paid attention to my non-work life.  I cleaned the house.  I went grocery shopping.  I cooked.  And then I went back to work.

The beauty part is that I’ve effectively got a one-day work week:  classes and meetings today, and that’s it.  And no traveling—I’ll actually be able to use the Thursday-to-Sunday stretch to get some long-delayed tasks done, and perhaps even to get a jump on next week.

And maybe to write something.  You know, with the thoughts and stuff.

On the Conference Format

As Alex notes, the AOIR folks are debating the next conference’s structure, trying to decide whether to include more alternative session formats in amongst what someone at the general meeting referred to as the “powerpoint and talking head” model of paper presentation.  What follows leaps into a conversation in progress; I’ve got to run for my next flight, and so can’t contextualize as much as I’d like.  But I’ve been following the conversation and have found, in my typical wishy-washy sense, the arguments both for and against compelling.  While I appreciate the concerns that some have raised that poster sessions create an “underclass” of presenter, I want to argue that we think outside the hierarchical box and instead imagine what different kinds of sessions might be good for.

Traditional paper sessions are good for people who are presenting completed independent or collaborative research.  And they’re of course traditional for a reason.  And so-called “poster sessions”—I find the emphasis on the standard printed poster a bit ironic here—might not be good for presenting the kinds of research that usually falls into the powerpoint-and-talking-head model.  But they might be good for many other kinds of presentations—like presentations by net artists, performers, and other kinds of creative producers.  These are the kinds of presentations I’d like to see the next meeting opened up to.

The trick here is going to be to avoid creating the sense that these “poster sessions” are somehow lesser than traditional panels, and that’s going to have to be done via scheduling and via the organization of the program.  This year, there were a number of roundtables that provided an interactive alternative to panels, but there were two major ways in which those roundtables were indicated to be less important than the panels—first, by being scheduled during lunch, the one break for people who were attending sessions all day, and second, by not including the names of the presenters in the program (but instead only listing the roundtable organizer).  I was a presenter on one roundtable this year, a roundtable that produced a provocative and engaging conversation, but you’d never have known from the program that I was even at the conference, despite the organizer having submitted a full list of presenters’ names.

So:  I’m all for alternative sessions of a “poster” variety, or of a roundtable variety, or of a workshop variety.  These allow for many different kinds of work to be presented, and I think at least most of us in the organization agree that we want AOIR to be open to as many kinds of work as possible.  The success of these alternative formats—and the successful experiences of their presenters—hinges, for me, not on some arbitrary hierarchy of format but on how the conference’s organization grants prominence to certain kinds of presentation.  If only traditional panels are scheduled during official session times, and all other formats are shoved off to the margins of the schedule, then of course those other formats will be seen as of lesser importance.

Fall Break, Broke

The last five days have been absolutely dreamy—arrived in BTR at 9.30am, delirious and vaguely cranky, but got taken home to the fabulous apartment I’ll be spending the spring in, where I got to take a shower and a nap before beginning a serious unwind.  Since then I’ve tinkered with this site, installed, designed, and begun the text-input on the research wiki, and generally wined, dined, and slept.  All much needed.

Alas, that’s it for the break.  I’m on a crack-of-dawn flight tomorrow, headed back ONT-ward in order to get Fall Semester, Part Two underway.  I’ve got a big pile of work to do on the flights, and much to do around the house when I arrive.

There’s a couple of big up-sides here, though, one of which is buried in my first paragraph.  One month from today, R. will be on that plane, headed out for an extended Thanksgiving visit.  And two months from today, I’ll be flying back to BTR, beginning a semester’s leave.

Not that I’m counting the days or anything.

No sirree.

Rather Than Working

Something in my brain went a bit kerflooey in that last push to get the needed stuff done before getting out of town, so I’ve spent the bulk of this weekend just recuperating.  Some of that recuperation has happened by way of tinkering with web software and design.  I’ve now got fancy-schmancy expandable menus for my archives, visible at left (though they’re not exactly right yet; I’m still hoping for a way to nest the monthly archives by year, but am not sure that EE will let me do so).  And I’m at work on a new wiki that I’m using to draw together my research notes from the last few years; I’ll post a link to that when it gets a bit further along.

All this by way of simply saying, hey, haven’t disappeared; just enjoying the break.  Perhaps a bit more than I ought.

Red Eye Redux

Tired, headachy, IAH, wi-fi, blah blah blah.  You know the drill.

More when I get where I’m going, and when my brain catches up with me.

What I’m Not Doing

A junior colleague of mine, not long ago, reported being asked by some senior faculty members how she had managed to participate in a faculty seminar last year.  “What did you have to give up in order to do that?” they asked, not so much incredulously as dubiously, expecting to hear that her research had stalled out or that she had taught unprepared.

“Laundry,” she told them.  “I gave up doing laundry.”

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What to Do with 72 Hours at Home

Traveling weekend number four of four begins with the red-eye Wednesday night.  This leaves me—or left me, in any case—approximately 72 hours between getting home from Chicago and heading off again.  In the interim, I need to:

Teach five classes.
Finish grading a batch of papers.
Conduct a set of Ph.D. orals.
Attend a department meeting.
Conduct a committee meeting.
Read a box of files for a search.
Meet with a program administrator.
Co-conduct a faculty division meeting.
Hold office hours.
Meet with two thesis students.
Meet with one independent study student.
Finish reading the work done by thesis and independent study students.
– Write three two one letters of recommendation.
Go to a doctor’s appointment.
Participate in a search meeting.
Finish reading the first chunk of Robinson Crusoe.
– Draft a proposal for a campus task force.
Do laundry.
Make my house look less like a tornado hit it.
Re-pack.

Thirty-six hours to go.  No sweat.

[UPDATED, 2.32 pm.  Still plugging along.]

[UPDATED, 5.48 pm.  Whew.]

[UPDATED, 10.30 pm.  Whew again.  I’m going home to watch some Lost.]

[UPDATED, 10.12.05, 11.58 am.  Ten hours remaining.]

[UPDATED, 10.12.05, 4.08 pm.  Off to the search meeting.  The proposal is not going to get drafted; I’ll have to do it sometime this weekend.  And the deadline on that last letter of recommendation has been somewhat infinitely extended, so it doesn’t actually have to happen today.  So it won’t.  The rest, though...]

[UPDATED, 10.12.05, 7.45 pm.  Search meeting was THREE BLOODY HOURS LONG.  I have two hours left to get house and cats in order, clothes washed and packed, and self ready to go...]

AOIR 6.3.1:  Scholarly Communication in the Age of the Internet

It’s taken me since yesterday evening to be able to post this, first because the presentations were so inspiring for me that I took notes that were more copious than organized, and second, because I went from these two panels into the general meeting with a dying battery and no more wireless access (and then from there onto a lovely, long dinner, after which I was too tired to do anything productive at all.

In any case, yesterday afternoon I attended a fabulous two-session panel on, as the title suggests, scholarly communication in the age of the internet.  My notes follow, in pretty raw form, and actual thoughts will follow in the next couple of days, as I’ve had time to ponder what this might mean for my own projects.

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