Interesting essay by Bherer over at n+1. While I consider myself Quebecois, I’ve never been a fan of hockey. This essay delves deep into the province’s love of hockey and the result of the most recent federal election, when the Bloc Québecois lost a lot of seats.
I’m not American, but this series of photos of President Obama made me teary-eyed. I’m mostly Québécois. Outside Québec, we tend to be Canadians.
After having a crazy long numerical analysis exam, I went to the Pub with the people in math. It was fun. Lunch was paid by our departmental student association.
Students from 1st, 2nd and 3rd year mingled with graduate students. It was fun. Thanfully, I wasn’t teaching that day. I was actually feeling a bit groggy, and I wasn’t the only one.
When I came home, at around 5PM, I needed to work on two posts for Unplggd. I finished at around 6PM and headed for bed. This was the fourth time that I tried to watch Thursday’s CSI episode and I fell asleep on it. I woke up well rested 15 hours later, at around 9AM this morning and called the wife.
Tonight, there is a beach party at a friend’s place. I’ll turning up in my duds to have a bit of fun after an intense week of school.
It’s 3:30 and there is a snow storm outside. I still have an hour and half of classes to teach. Today, it took me over an hour to get from one class to the other. I’m thinking about cancelling that class, it’s just too far.
I got up at 6:45AM and my mind was in a jumble. I went to bed too late. It took some chocolate and a coffee to really wake me up. It’ funny because when you speak many languages, when you are tired, you mix up words in ALL languages.
I got my hair cut on Tuesday at Aquarium on St-Jean Street. It was surprisingly cheap, exactly $21. It took about 27 minutes. However, you don’t get the full on experience as in Taiwan. The last time I went to get my hair cut, it took about 90 minutes and cost $15. I got a 10 minute back massage, 15 minute hair massage and the girl scultped away at my hair for over an hour. It was pretty cool.
Then again, I managed to talk with Caroline, the stylist at Aquarium. Something that I just couldn’t do in Taiwan.
Two of my classes this semester include specific periods where graduate students come to answer questions about the exercises we have to complete. We call these classes a charge or a dépannage. This semester, both of these guys aren’t very good. The department decided to give these teaching hours to new graduate students, who don’t really have any idea on how to teach. Last year, I had two really great students who were great in class. This semester, it’s pretty paltry. The reason is that the department wanted to give these new students a chance, even though the professors had requested specific students, which would have been really good.
Thankfully, the student for Analysis III (metric spaces, compact spaces, topology, etc) is still decent. We shall call him S. Even though S is hard to understand, he does explain the problems and is willing to help us out. Since my linguistic ability is quite adaptable, I have no problems understanding him. He seems to have a good grasp of the subject matter and I actually enjoy going to those classes. By far, Analysis III is my favorite math class. It’s probably the class that I like the most out of all of the classes I’ve ever taken. I dream of Analysis, of open boules and series that converge towards their limits and are excluded from these boules.
Our other graduate student is a bit of a joke. Nope, that’s probably saying too much. We shall refer to him as Y. Y isn’t that bad, but out of 17 students, 3 elected to stay for this period. Then again, the same number stayed for the other period with the other student, but the quality definitely went down.
Still, it’s possible to learn. The one thing is that he makes a lot of mistakes on the black board on stuff that he’s supposed to get right, which is kind of annoying. Strangely enough, I did manage to learn something. Elo learned something as well, even though the graduate student frustrated her.
I just love the song Vaporous on their album Hybrid. For a long time, my roommate and I discussed if Elsieanne’s (the vocalist) voice was modified for her songs with computers. In the end, parts of the songs she sings as part of Elsiane (the band) sound too perfect during some pitches to be natural.