Maurer/Stier 2008 Annual Letter
smaurer1@swarthmore.edu http://www.swarthmore.edu/NatSci/smaurer1/
franstier@comcast.net http://burbaldiaries.blogspot.com/
Leon.N.Maurer.08@alum.dartmouth.org https://mywebspace.wisc.edu/lnmaurer/web/
206 Benjamin West Ave
Swarthmore PA
19081-1421
December 31, 2008 (postdated!)
Fran writes -
Executive summary: Steve and Fran settle happily
into empty-nest-dom, and travel to Italy to celebrate a quarter-century of
marriage. Leon starts grad school
in Physics at U WI; Aaron continues with football, history & math at
Carleton. Fran watched the fall of
AIG in horrified fascination.
I started blogging
last spring for the synagogue, hoping that posting photos and accounts of
congregants' good deeds would bring new volunteers for our projects. That blog is at http://ohevshalomsocialaction.blogspot.com/
.
6/15/08: Am obsessed with the little blog I started
- really a website for Social Action, but this way I can post myself. I put up pictures. I embed maps (with some difficulty - I
copied a message in and then tried to embed Google maps, and kept inadvertently
breaking up html statements. Leon
showed me I should have copied in the message without all the formatting Word
does, bit by bit, so as to know
where to embed the map). I'm not
sure anyone looks at it, actually.
This year, I put
the hyperlinks, extended flights of parental pride, travel-log & pictures
for our annual into a blog, too, at http://burbaldiaries.blogspot.com/
.
Leon got his applications out for grad school in
Physics, waited to hear in great
suspense. He got in a bunch of
places; decided on U WI after an "awesome" visit.
He and the
Dartmouth bicycle team stayed at our house in early March
Stayed late Friday ... got home maybe 8 PM, had
shabbat, and started hauling out bedding for the 10 bicyclists to arrive at 11
... V. rainy, so of course I was worried they'd crash. One kid arrived maybe 10 (he was off for the quarter, and we
chatted about his quarter in Morrocco studying Arabic as we made up the trundle
bed in A's room). The rest pulled
up in this enourmous white van w/ matching trailer about 11. Leon disappointed I'd done Shabbat
already, so we did it again (minus the wine - they were afraid of getting
dehydrated), and I translated the blessings for a kid who asked. They ate lg amts of challah &
cereal & tumbled into bed.
They were up and out by 7:15.
POURED rain till late afternoon. ... Team trooped in around 5 - Claire had
come in 2nd. They all
took showers; I went & walked.
Bright sky when I started, but cold front & hail came through as I
was finishing.
Came home, made 2 lasagnes, heated up many trader
Joe's hors d'oeuvres & broke out the big bottle of yellowtail Shiraz. Carley (girlfriend of guy on team, at
Mt. Holyoke) made garlic bread, leon grated cheese. Toby made a v.g.
vinaigrette. Long, merry
dinner - they sat around and teased each other at great length. 4 of the team share a house -- two keep not buying food &
sitting around & longingly saying they should go buy some. Leon got teased about the melamite
plate he pulled (the goopy one I made for him when he was maybe 6?). Toby's mom had tossed her plates (which
shocked me). They cleared the
table & watched TV and were all asleep by midnight...They were all gone by
7:15 AM.
His thesis research
eventually yielded the results he hoped for:
Leon's yearbook pix had come - I kept staring at
this handsome man with a trim beard & well-cut hair in a tie &
jacket. He's been hard at work on
his thesis, which has to do with constructing a thermometer that measures v.
low temperatures. He hadn't gotten
the result he wanted when we spoke last weekend, but this week we got an email
entitled "Wahoo", informing us that There's a dip in the conductance around
zero bias. Yay!
He graduated from
Dartmouth in June: Mom, Sid, Steve
and I went up to Hanover (Aaron was in the midst of finals). [much more detail
on burbaldiaries blog]. We had
Adriano & Robin (Leon's friends since before kindergarten) and their
parents over to celebrate.
V. animated discussions of commencements, the Russian bells in Lowell, our trip
to Italy ... Endowments of different
colleges, ranking of endowment per student. Is Grinnell high because of Warren Buffet (this was at the
KIDS end - I was amazed Leon would have looked up all this info). Women (per Adriano, Scandinavian fade
quickly, you need to take them when they're young (!!)). Search committee considerations for
Pres. Bloom (retiring from being Swarthmore pres at the end of next year). I moved from the young to the old end -
occasionally a phrase would float down - A talking about "balls and sugar
tits". WHAT??? Said Terry
(director of Womens Law Project) and Robin (sociology prof). This, per Aaron, is what two girls on
his hall on the womens' rugby team call themselves.
The oldsters wandered off about 10:30; the young'uns
played Railroad Tycoon (a newish computer game) till 2 AM.
He took off for 3
weeks in Netherlands, Germany, Switzerland, Italy with Adriano, arriving home
in mid-July, while Steve was still at Math Path.
At dinner, Leon announced he was entering the
character of Steve. Things had
gone sadly downhill. The
refrigerator was full of rotten food.
He'd sat at lunch eating from a huge bag of expired lettuce, and
thinking it really wasn't very good.
WHAT was it doing there?
(I'd forgotten to take it to the LifeCenter [a soup kitchen], on 7/6
[when we served dinner there].
There was a rotting mango on top of the fridge - WHY? (I can't see it. Aaron chimed in that I'm always putting
things up there and then forgetting they're there because I can't see
them. He claimed I needed a ramp
to roll things back off the top of the fridge). ...I sat there, giggling so
hard my sides hurt, helplessly .
He bought a
cookbook by Rachel Ray (dinner in ½ hour), found another grad student to room
with in Madison, and got into subsidized housing. He and Aaron loaded up the green Subaru and set off for
Madison, arriving around midnight, having called every few hours to reassure me
they were alive.
He worked hard to
find his way around Madison, get through problem sets (the first years
appropriated an undergrad lab and worked them as a group every weekend), and
learn to teach (he was ½ time TA for a mechanics class that didn't require
calculus as a prerequisite. They
were mostly blonde, female pre-pharmacy students.). Steve & I visited him in October, en route to Carleton's
Parents Weekend.
We took him to a well recommended Indian - L said
all ethnic food had been mid-westernized, so you had to order v. hot to get
mildly hot, but I thought what I got was pretty hot. The First Yr grad students
frequent a set of food carts at the end of State St. A Korean and an Indian student were in competition to see
who could withstand the most pepper sauce. The Indian exclaimed (after eating some): I cannot feel my face.
Steve attended one
of his sections, and had all kinds of detailed feedback and advice. I sat looking at the two of them and
thinking Leon looked happy & engaged.
(for other takes on the life of a physics grad students, see skits by
the 3rd year students on U Tube, at http://burbaldiaries.blogspot.com/)
Aaron: The kids tease me all the time for being inept with
electronics.
6/9/08:
shameful confession: I got
a new phone in Feb & just figured out that to answer an incoming call, you
need to hit "ok", rather than "send" (which was what my old phone
required). [for 5 months, I've hit
"send", gotten odd beeps, and then looked to see who sent the missed call &
called them back]. Of course, I
could have read the fm (rtfm being geek-speak for "read the fxxxxxx
manual"). Told this to Leon as we
ate takout around 9 pm & he roared, & made me promise to write this in
my burbogram.
6/15/08: S was complaining about a $5.49 download
charge on the month's phone bill.
A maintained it was a charge for people who don't know what button to
push to answer the phone.
He's happy at
school, goes to class and does his
homework, in spite of my not having finished the needlepoint exhorting him to
"got to class and do your homework" until last summer (i.e. a year after he
started college). We discussed his
quarter on the way up to Mohonk for Mom's 85th birthday (see blog
for pictures).
Talked abt school - his grades for the whole year
were varieties of B, even when he liked his classes (he didn't like anthro—v.
disorganized & had subst. prof, but did like the history teacher). He'd misunderstood a particular theorem
in the math, which had hurt him. He didn't like studying much in general. But there will be fewer distractions
where he'll live next yr, he thinks.
And besides, MAYBE I'll finally finish his needlepoint. He plans to earn a lot, but not clear
how. He cited the underwear gnomes
of South Park, whose business model is:
*
Gather
underpants
*
???
*
Profit!!!!
So and Alex (Beth
& Andy's kids, aged 9 & 3)
seem so tiny next to him:
Alex & I ambled off to the Granery for
lunch. His gait is 3 runs & a
jump. He tumbled at one point
& was a bit forlorn till he saw So, who was at the Granery (the outdoor
picnic area). A & S are so
cute - he keeps saying, watch this, So!
So and Alex played w/ each other & then teased
each other, till A shifted Alex to his other knee, which put him out of So's
reach.
I learn much more
about his life (and the Swarthmore young adult scene) when the conversation's
not one-on-one. Dinner with the
family we used to carpool to Hebrew High with yielded all kinds of new info.
What was the actual etiquette of unisex washrooms?
(per Aaron, all signs removed long ago on his hall, men use the urinals w/o embarassment). What proportion of lesbians does Bryn
Mawr have? (not as many as
Smith). Do college students
date? Bryn Mawr has legendary
parties, incl Halloween parties attended by men from as far away as West
Point. The lesbians have the most
formal dates. Had I read Gail
Collins that morning (the vampire who cuddled but wouldn't make love)?
Going to Carleton's parents' weekend allowed
us to see him in his new habitat.
He, Granger, and Caz share a triple; he & Granger have their beds
bunked, but the bunked beds swayed, so A put his springs on the floor and put
up reinforcements of duct tape & wood splints. A claims that if the top bunk falls on him, it'll be a mere
tap, since Granger weighs abt 120 lbs.
S and I both went to A's Greek Religion
class (a pretty dry lecture on the Eleutherian Mysteries [Demeter looking for
Persephene] where the participants bathe in the sea with baby pigs (thus
identifying with them) and then sacrifice the piglets (eliciting a moan of
sympathy from the class & parents).
Football game was picture-perfect, except Carleton lost in
overtime. Afterwards, parents
swarmed onto the field--I looked up at A (who hadn't gotten to play); unusually
massive in cleats & shoulderpads, and kissed him goodbye repeatedly &
told him he really, really needed to work on his Spanish pronunciation.
AIG: Rogerio, who came up from Brazil to work for me last
November, was a huge help fixing the mechanics of the financials, learned to do
a lot of the Wilmington work very quickly. I'd given him the last volume of the History of US
(Joyce Hakim), and he worked through it with his English teacher - even tho his
English was good, he let me keep talking Portuguese with him (and was very
tactful about supplying verb forms when I got stuck).
We got Brazil's
assets modelled for the first time, and wrote up what we'd done. We hosted 2 of the accountants in the
spring (for training on US GAAP) - one had never travelled outside Brazil (even
tho her English was excellent), and exclaimed she thought she was in a movie,
surrounded by people speaking English.
A colleague & I had a good time working with the accountants in Sao
Paulo on budget in early Sept.
9/15/08, walking up College Ave at 6:10 or so, I
heard Morning Edition talking about AIG just after Lehman's collapse, and
thought OMG. By the time I got
back, S informed me excitedly that a NYT piece he'd read last night had AIG
going out of existence in 72 hrs.
I squawked at him that I needed to hurry & get to work, and he was
walking back & forth across all available counterspace, and asking me what
did I want to do with a tiny container of 10-day-old pesto. He (wisely) fled, as I read the NYT
piece, listened to NPR on efforts to bail out AIG ... Work was pretty
subdued. Knots of people
talking. Everyone watching as the
stock price dipped to around $3
but then recovered (if $4.8
is recovery). Patterson was
going to allow AIG parent to use $20 billion of subs assets - but would that be
enough? Horrible, sick feeling in
my stomach, watching the stock price dip.
Tues was more of
the same - no info from NY;
sounded early in the day like Bernanke was saying no bailout from the
Fed. Everyone in a pretty
miserable state - I was far from the worst. I didn't realize till later how many long-time company
employees had been investing 10% of salary for years and years and years in AIG
stock (they got 15% off, on the price, on the condition of holding it 2
yrs).
I'd never bought
the co stock, and kept saying (like a mantra): the house is paid for; there's money for the kids' college,
we still have savings; Steve has a job.
If I lose my job & can't find another, I'll learn DreamWeaver &
be webmaster for the synagogue & the Chester coop and read to my munchkins
at the shelter. I'll stop buying
such expensive groceries &
read & maybe I could get a M. Ed and be a math specialist & help
kids or Moms training for their GEDs w/ math.
At one point,
Jackie O and I started talking abt the election & how much we hated Sarah
Palin, and I was amazed to realize that I hadn't worried about AIG for 5 min
straight (and that, for two straight days before that, I hadn't given SP a
thought).
Our (ALICO's) COO
gave us pep-talk (we were the jewel in AIG's crown & wouldn't be sold), but
then disappeared. We learned we
would be sold in an analyst call by the new CEO (of AIG). Since then, many important people have
held town hall meetings to reassure us that whatever our new owners, we'll be treasured. As of now, the joint venture with
Brazil has been sold (in late November), and ALICO is being marketed. Who knows what the future brings?
Synagogue:
It's been a long year at the synagogue, too. Our rabbi's making aliyah with his family; the education director has left in
mid-year. We are so blessed to
have our current president (had been the kids' pediatrician) - a very
energetic, funny, upbeat guy.
Steve:
Italy was gorgeous (see
blog for much, much more detail) - I'm so glad we can still get around by car
and cope in an unknown language.
I'm so grateful to
be able to snuggle up against him in bed at night. I can't imagine what these last months would have been like
without him.
A Brazilian
colleague suggested throwing a shoe at 2008 (he'd heard it was in fashion), and
hoping hard that 2009 is better.
Wishing you all a peaceful, healthy, and prosperous year.
Steve writes. Apologies for this late annual; I'm writing this 1/10/09. It's my fault we're late, because I have had the busiest year I can remember.
I returned to being chair of math/stat from a year's leave in mid August, a bit of a shock under any circumstances. But this year right from the start had special demands: helping the several new hires chosen last year; planning with the Biology dept our very first hire in biomathematics; lobbying (eventually successfully, despite the economy) for another tenure-track statistics line and beginning the search; leading the dept discussions and report on whether we can responsibly carry out Swarthmore's intention to reduce the teaching load from 5 semester courses per year to 4 with little or no increase in faculty. But then there were several unexpected urgent staffing problems. First, one colleague announced she was going out on maternity leave in the spring. Then another colleague got sick. First she was going to be out for a week, then two weeks, then she was back, then she had to go out for the semester, then she was coming back next semester, then she had to be out for the year. She really wanted to come back, and we wanted to leave the door open, but each new medical report meant I had to devise a new plan, including a sudden search for adjuncts, whom we almost never hire.
On top of all these, a management issue came to a head for MathPath, the summer camp I help run. I've been Academic Director for a few years, but over a year ago the Founder asked me to join the Board, indeed, head it. I agreed, but realized that in this position I must eventually pay attention to the finances, which had always been somewhat mysterious. I eventually came to see that the finances are precarious, not a good situation even in prosperous times. Let's just say that we have been making a lot of time-consuming changes, which I hope will lead to a sound bottom line eventually. It's a risky effort for a good cause.
Oh, there was political campaigning in there somewhere too, and some difficult editorial decisions for the book series I edit for the Math Association.
Anyway, the whole time since mid August has been nonstop work and nerve-racking. I'm always behind.
At least the MathPath camp itself went very well this summer. We were at U Vermont in Burlington, a very pleasant city, at least in the summer. In terms of academic program and facilities, I would say camp was the best and smoothest ever. Vermont was close enough to home that I could drive up there and take my bike. Riding from the dorm to the dining hall each meal was beautiful. You bike along the top ridge of the city, and could look east to the Green Mountain peaks and west to Lake Champlain and the Adirondacks. But it wasn't such a great location for the students. This summer it rained a lot and there were a lot of mosquitoes (at home too - maybe throughout the east). Enrollment was down, perhaps because airfare to Burlington is expensive (Southwest doesn't fly there) and there were limited flights for our unaccompanied minors.
Let me talk about just one thing from the pleasant period last spring when I was back from Germany but still on leave: Fran and my spring trip to Italy. She has described it in great detail on her blog, so let me add around the edges.
For me, the organizing principle was Hannibal and the 2nd Punic War, partly because ancient history gives me a window to reflect on life and death from a distance (e.g., you can win the battle and lose the war), partly because it allowed me to choose among places that I had not seen in my only other visit to Italy, as part of a big European trip with my parents in summer 1962. This time we got to the far south, which most American tourists don't visit, and to the Tuscan hill country.
Fran and I got along pretty well. After 25 years of marriage, we may finally have reached a travel compromise that works. She gets to pick most of the places to stay (from Karen Brown) and I get to pick most of the places to go.
As usual, let me name some favorites.
for pictures of the column. (I give you Wikipedia in Italian because the English article is only a stub) Actually, you have to take your pictures from certain angles to make it look like the column is isolated, as there is a lighthouse and other relatively recent buildings nearby. But the cape as a whole still has a wild and remote feel, especially in the clear Italian air we had almost every day of our trip.
I came to think of last year's leave as a trial run of what retirement might be like for me, and it seemed pretty nice - if we have enough money to support it. I worked on math projects as well as pet projects, but the pace of everything was very relaxed compared with now.
Enough. I hope the new year finds and keeps you well. These are difficult times, but there is room for hope. I thank those who have written to us and hope to hear from others.
Leon writes
The End of Undergrad. The last two quarters of college
passed smoothly. I spent a lot of time working on my senior thesis -- a project
to build a type of low temperature thermometer. I made a last minute switch
from a disintegrating research group, so I didn't have much time to become
acquainted with the unfamiliar machines and techniques needed for fabrication.
In the end, I managed to get results the day before my thesis was due. It was
interesting experience to work with machines that cost more than 4 years of
college tuition (like the fancy electron microscope I got to use) because you
can do some amazing things (like viewing objects at 80,000x magnification) but
that you can also make very expensive mistakes. At any rate, I'm almost certain
to use these skills again, so I'm glad that I acquired them before grad school.
As graduation neared, I spent some time thinking about
my college experience. While I was satisfied with it, I knew that I hadn't
taken advantage of many opportunities (e.g. I only did a handful of activities
with the Outing Club -- when applying I thought that was a highlight of the
school). Although I couldn't at the time, I now know how to describe my college
experience. It was very graduate studentish. I did research for my last 2
years, I TAed or graded several classes, and I spent a lot of time on school work.
More on that later. Maybe it wasn't the best way to spend college, but I think
the fact that I liked it bodes well for the next ~5 years of my life.
Delaying Entry Into The Real World. At the conclusions of last
year's program, I had just completed my physics graduate school applications.
So I passed winter (and part of spring) term waiting to learn my fate.
I got quite caught up in the waiting -- perhaps making
up for my smooth undergrad admissions process (one school rolling admissions,
one early decision, got in to both, process over). I even went so far as to
start frequenting an online forum for aspiring physics graduate students.
Reports of the first acceptance letters in early February triggered a two month
period during which I checked my mailbox (at least) daily -- much to the joy of
the mailroom staff who often had had to cram letters in to my irregularly
emptied box.
As I mentioned in last year's annual, I received mixed
messages about my admission prospects, so I weighted my choice of 10 schools
towards the less selective end. In hindsight, my concerns were overblown, and
the effect of my school selection was that I applied to 4 safety schools (which
isn't horrible, but I could have applied to more reach schools instead).
One of the perks of the graduate school admissions
process is that some of the schools will pay for you to fly out and visit --
then they ply you with as much food and drink as possible. Unfortunately, I was
only able take up one such offer -- to the University of Wisconsin Madison. It
was an enjoyable visit, which included a trip to the "Essen Haus"
where much beer was drunk from large, boot shaped vessels. The students (and
faculty) were a good-natured group, as demonstrated by the "Holliday
Colloquium" videos that my Mom linked to.
In the end, my choice came down to University of
Wisconsin Madison and University of Pennsylvania. It was not easy to reach a
decision, but I decided on Wisconsin in the end. I liked their research better
(my senior thesis advisor's main collaborator is there, and they have a larger
department with a larger variety of research), and location ended up being a
wash. Being so close to Swarthmore had advantages, but I'm not such a fan of
large cities, and everyone seems to agree that Madison is a great place to
live. Also, the opportunity to live somewhere other than the northeast appealed
to me (although, in hind sight, perhaps I should have chosen a warmer place).
Europe. After High School, I had planned to go on a trip to
Europe with two friends. For better or worse, the plans fell through. Last
summer, I managed to revive the trip with one of the friends. The plan involved
a fast paced expedition to a number of base cities (Amsterdam, Frankfurt, Bern,
Milan, Innsbruck, and Munich) with a number of side trips to be decided on the
fly.
This was my first time off the continent in 6 years, and
the first big trip I'd done without parents. It was a lot of fun. It was a lot
easier to get along with someone my own age than with a family (even though our
travel styles clashed a fair amount).
Highlights included hiking in the Swiss Alps, drinking
lots of good beer (in Belgium, The Netherlands, and Germany), the Deutsches
Museum (the best science museum anywhere), and Alessandro Volta's frog leg
batteries (which I'd learned about during a history of physics class the
previous spring). I'd elaborate, but I already wrote up some of travels (and
included pictures) on the aforementioned physics forum. See:
The thread starts with my post, and follows with replies
(including some by a guy who did a similar trip). I also have two followup
posts on that page (one showing my Bavarian breakfast and another of a hike in
Switzerland).
The 6th School. I moved out to Madison at the
end of August.
My funding was through being a Teaching Assistant. I was
assigned to non-calculus mechanics -- a ~600 person class with 2 lectures per
week for pre-health majors. I had 3 sections (24 students each), each of which
had 2 discussion sections and one lab a week. Since there's only so much you
can get out of such a large lecture, and the Prof didn't hold office hours (for
obvious reasons), TAs ended up being the main teachers, which is not a system I
was familiar with. The equivalent class at Dartmouth has ~100 students, no
discussion section, professor office hours, and the graduate students have two
terms of TA training.
We got a week of TA training. I thought this was a good
idea, since I need all the training I can get. Given the time restraints, the
training was good, except they kept leaving gaps which our profs were to fill
in (how they wanted the labs done, what we should go over in discussion
section, what to do for weekly quizzes, etc.), but this didn't really bother
me. The profs would fill in these gaps, right?
Then the other 9 TAs for my class and I met with our two
profs. Pretty much all they said about labs and discussion section was,
"grade to an average of 80 with as wide a distribution as possible."
No attempt to standardize grading across TAs. Little input on how or what to
grade in labs or how to make the quizzes. Overall, not much guidance (there was
certainly some, i.e. "we'll focus on conceptual issues in class, so you
should focus on working examples in discussion section," but that's kind
of vague). Thankfully, a couple of the other TAs had worked on this class
before, so we got together afterwards and sorted a couple of things out, but it
was still pretty much every TA for him or her self. And it's not like the profs
seemed uncaring about the class -- they seemed like nice folks and their
reviews seem to agree.
So the first few weeks were kind of rough. During TA
training, we had been given a short presentation on how to do group work (and
several papers claiming it was the superior way to lead a discussion section --
as opposed to just working problems on the board). So I tried a mix of lecture
review, board work, and group work. This worked well for a while, but the pace
of the lectures started to pick up, and it became clear that I didn't have time
to do all three. So I requested feedback from the students about which parts
they liked. To my surprise, the average ranking from most to least useful was
board work, lecture review, and group work (my ranking was group work, board
work, lecture review).
I had already decided to cut back on the lecture review,
and mix it in with the board work, but the big questions was what to do with
the group work. Research showed that it was effective when done correctly, and
I was following the recommended format fairly closely. Who was wrong? My
current theory is that board work can give a false sense of confidence -- it's
easy to see a problem done and then think, "I can do that. No problem."
But it's not always true -- working the problem through is the way to find out.
Combine this belief that board work is as effective as group work and the fact
that it takes less time to do a question on the board than in a group, and the
perceived efficiency of board problems could explain the reasoning behind their
ranking. They also had plenty of opportunity to do group work on the homework
(and many of them did), so perhaps discussion section group work was
superfluous.
In the end, I cut the group work, both because it was
unpopular and because the increased class pace made it too hard to both do
group work and board work (I felt some board work was necessary). My students
seemed to do fine, but I still wonder if that was the right decision.
The other aspect of first year graduate student life was
taking classes, and that wasn't new. I took two classes. Classical Mechanics
was similar to my second undergrad class in the subject, but the problems were
harder -- in undergrad we'd do problems with math that worked out nicely to
build intuition. In this class, we mostly did gory problems that didn't really
help with understanding. My second class, Quantum Mechanics, had less overlap
with undergrad classes, and was also a lot of work. Both classes had weekly
problem sets due on Monday, so that often meant spending 20-hour weekends in
the physics building working as a group. Between TAing and classes, it was the
highest sustained workload I've had, so I'm glad that I passed the test. I've
been told that first years soon realize that grades no longer matter, we start
taking the outrageous problem sets less seriously, and everyone lives happily
ever after. Or something.
One
final big change is not living in a house maintained by others (parents, who
maintain a self stocking refrigerator) or in a dorm (with associated
cafeteria). I'm living in a 2-bedroom graduate student apartment with another
first year physics student I met though the aforementioned graduate student
admission forum (it's $375 per month per person with utilities included -- a
steal even by Madison standards). Cooking is very important because eating out
can get expensive quickly. I've been pretty successful at it (baked beans,
curry, sweet potato and sausage stew, chicken livers, beef and barley stew,
pasta carbonara, pretty much anything that I can cheaply make a large batch
of). No ramen so far. If you've got good recipes along those lines, let me
know.
The end - no contribution
by Aaron this year