Notelets for 2007.03.15

I'm happy that TimesSelect University
program opens up TimesSelect to university folk like me. (It would be
even better if my friends and family outside the university could also
read the special features of The New York Times for free.

Enchanting TED - Pogue’s Posts points to the latest round of TEDTalks (audio, video).

Guidelines for Using a Cellphone Abroad - New York Times is useful if I ever go to Europe or Asia -- but mostly, when I leave the USA, I'm in Canada.

The Bach Birthday Bash sounds tempting. Stanford is just a bit too far away these days for me:

    Join us for a celebration of the master's 322nd
    birthday with a musical party, featuring Bach family videos, a wig
    tossing contest, and an intimate performance of several of his
    wonderful Brandenburg Concerti. Featuring the award-winning Palo Alto
    Chamber Orchestra and their music director, Benjamin Simon, this
    evening will be an opportunity to brush up on your Bach trivia, have a
    fugue explained to you, and learn the names of all of Bach's
    twenty-plus offspring. Those attending in period costume are eligible
    for valuable door prizes!

Notelets for 2007.02.17

I want to do a closer reading of Philip Jenkins' Believing in the Global South
because it helps me to see how much of my cultural heritage/baggage is
entwined with my particular experience of Christianity in the west.

The functionality I showed in class a week or two ago, namely the
blogging integration in Flickr, got mixed reviews. I think it's so cool
to be able directly to weblogs right within Flickr. Some people agree,
others thought that things are still too messy, that few non-techie end
users would use this functionality. I would certainly agree that
configuring weblogs is still a bit too difficult to do within Flickr.
(I think the flock is a pretty good job of figuring out how to
configure a weblog given its URL.) It is true that plumbing is really
exposed right now. And that in the future, we need to move towards more
hidden and interconnected plumbing.

It's good to know that you can get average temperatures for places such as Sitka, AK when you think about traveling to such places.

On Sunday, I was trying to decide between buying a specialized notebook case or a messenger bag.  I opted for the latter because it has a lot more space to store papers, books, other knick knacks that are useful for the work I do.  The faux leather or real leather on some notebook cases were tempting....

Andy Crouch

I'm grateful to Andy Crouch, for pointing out in last Sunday's sermon, the three operative verbs
in the description of the 12-year old Jesus at the temple. See Luke 2:46 (NRSV):
"After three days they found him in the temple, sitting among the
teachers, listening to them and asking them questions." At the
university, do I sit, listen, and ask questions?

See two of Andy's online projects:

As I was looking for how to link to Luke 2:46, I found a number of
useful links to help me find Bible passages, especially for the the
NRSV:

Berkeley Asian Americans; Orhan Pamuk as a writing son

Little Asia on the Hill is a fascinating NYT article about the huge number of Asian-American students on the Berkeley campus.

This morning, I read Orhan Pamuk's Nobel Lecture: My Father's Suitcase, an essay that stirred up deep emotional wells in me as a writer and a son. A choice quote:

    The writer’s secret is not inspiration—for it
    is never clear where that comes from—but stubbornness, endurance. The
    lovely Turkish expression “to dig a well with a needle” seems to me to
    have been invented with writers in mind. In the old stories, I love the
    patience of Ferhat, who digs through mountains for his love—and I
    understand it, too. When I wrote, in my novel “My Name Is Red,” about
    the old Persian miniaturists who drew the same horse with the same
    passion for years and years, memorizing each stroke, until they could
    re-create that beautiful horse even with their eyes closed, I knew that
    I was talking about the writing profession, and about my own life. If a
    writer is to tell his own story—to tell it slowly, and as if it were a
    story about other people—if he is to feel the power of the story rise
    up inside him, if he is to sit down at a table and give himself over to
    this art, this craft, he must first be given some hope. The angel of
    inspiration (who pays regular visits to some and rarely calls on
    others) favors the hopeful and the confident, and it is when a writer
    feels most lonely, when he feels most doubtful about his efforts, his
    dreams, and the value of his writing, when he thinks that his story is
    only his story—it is at such moments that the angel chooses to reveal
    to him the images and dreams that will draw out the world he wishes to
    build. If I think back on the books to which I have devoted my life, I
    am most surprised by those moments when I felt as if the sentences and
    pages that made me ecstatically happy came not from my own imagination
    but from another power, which had found them and generously presented
    them to me.

Thick description

As I was writing the first chapters of my mashup book, I was drawn to
reading a tribute in the NYRB by Robert Darnton to Clifford Geertz (The New York Review of Books: On Clifford Geertz: Field Notes from the Classroom). Is using "thick description" the right way to write my book?

    For example, in expounding the esoteric notion of the hermeneutic
    circle--the conception of interpretive understanding favored by the
    philosopher Hans-Georg Gadamer--Cliff did not begin with an exposition
    of Gadamer's general principles and a theoretical account of
    descriptive as opposed to causal explanations in the human sciences.
    Instead, he asked the students to imagine themselves explaining
    baseball to a visitor from Outer Mongolia whom they had taken to a
    game. You would point out the three bases, he said, and the need to hit
    the ball in such a way as to run around the bases and reach home plate
    before being tagged out by the defense. But in doing so, you might note
    the different shape of the first baseman's glove or the tendency of the
    infield to realign itself in the hope of making a double play. You
    would tack back and forth between general rules--three strikes, you're
    out--and fine details--the nature of a hanging curve. The mutual
    reinforcement of generalizations and details would build up an
    increasingly rich account of the game being played under the observers'
    eyes. Your description could circle around the subject indefinitely,
    getting thicker with each telling. Thick descriptions would vary; some
    would be more effective than others; and some might be wrong: to have a
    runner advance from third base to second would be a clear mistake. But
    the descriptions, if sufficiently artful and accurate, would
    cumulatively convey an interpretation of the thing itself, baseball.

There should be time to look back at 2006!

Today is the last day of 2006. Happy New Year!

As I sat the church today, I concluded that it would be a good time to
reflect on this past year. Alas, I won't be able to do so
comprehensively today. I'm under pressure to keep working on my book
(that is, to keep looking forward) today. I will take next month
(January 2007) as a transition time in which to look back and to look
forward.