Monday Dec. 3, 2012. I had a busy weekend, mostly writing, and I tried some cooking that required paying attention. And I trained like a motherfucker.<\/p>\n
After a few false starts at my stand-up desk in the living room, I ended up rearranging some things to create a good writing environment. I moved the big computer into Hollow Way Studio at a desk in there and brought the coffee machine in so that the smell of its action could linger as I worked. I played music quietly from the built-in speakers of the iMac and I brought the good LED reading lamp in from the living room which created a nice spotlight for me. Overall everything worked and I was in the zone quickly and stayed there for extended periods.<\/p>\n
When you write, you reach a point where it’s all out and you can’t continue. The “it” is gas: creative gas, eyeball gas, posture gas. Once reaching that point, I walked to my favorite supermarket and grabbed a few things to take in before training. While collecting my goodies I ran into a professor friend and we chatted, arms full, next to the giant tubs of olives, about the zeitgeist of higher education. That was nice because I’d\u00a0been writing all day and found the right words came quickly and easily.<\/p>\n
I was asked to run a table at an outreach event tomorrow. I hate that shit. I will sit there and answer questions that people might have about simulations and human learning. Chances are no one will have any questions and they’ll expect me to just tell them things about it. Fuck that. Dang.<\/p>\n
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Monday Dec. 3, 2012. I had a busy weekend, mostly writing, and I tried some cooking that required paying attention. And I trained like a motherfucker. After a few false starts at my stand-up desk in the living room, I … Continue reading