Explanation

Hi friends.

So I figure I should explain (if only for the sake of my blogging pseudo-integrity) why updates have been so sparse of late. Basically, I am overloaded, which leads to a distinct lack of (firstly) material for writing about and (secondly) time in which to write about what little stuff I have.

I'm taking a full courseload (five classes), which isn't in itself unusual. I've taken five classes per semester consistently since I first came to McGill and been able to keep up with the work, so I didn't expect this year to be any different. Unfortunately, I didn't think about the reality of the classes that I was taking in assuming this. Two of my classes are completely normal intro-level courses in topics that I'm interested in (sociology and cultural studies). The other three are:

- Travaux pratiques 3: An applied literary analysis course for my French lit major. This involves critical and analytical, in-depth reading of literary works and some presentations and stuff. This class wouldn't be a problem if I were taking four normal classes, it's just a bit of a time-suck.

-Lectures 3: A reading class. This is designed to familiarize French literature majors with various parts of the French-language literary canon, in this case Quebec literature. This class only meets once a month or so and involves reading thirty books, with tests after every 10. Since the tests are basically at the end of every month, I should be reading a book every day and a half. Because I just don't have the time for this, I've only managed to read seven or eight out of the two groups of ten books I should have read so far. I made myself a sticker chart to track my progress, which is kind of encouraging.

-Costuming for the Theatre 1: We design and make the costumes for the English Department of Theatre's play. This seems innocuous enough but it has a mandatory nine-hour weekly production component on top of the three hours of class. If I didn't love sewing and costumes like little else in this world, I would be completely miserable. The fact that I love this class so much and can come out of four-and-a-half hour production blocks (which come an hour after the hour-and-a-half long classes) quite happy makes me think that maybe I should pursue costuming as a career (that's sort of math-like... It involves measuring things and making three-dimensional shapes out of flat malleable stuff...), which is something my mom has been telling me for years.

On top of this, I'll be vice-chairing a committee at the high school model UN conference this weekend.

I'm pretty much going insane. And by that I mean, consuming insane amounts of caffeinated beverages, working all the time and and feeling guilty about sleeping. It's terrible. More recently (like in the last week or so) I've developed fairly intense stomach pain that I'm pretty sure is anxiety-related (I had something similar during the first week of my job this summer as well as various other stressful times in my life) but the sleep deprivation and caffeine-produced dehydration probably aren't helping either. The stomach pain isn't debilitating or anything, it's just not very conducive to eating. It's kind of a lose-lose situation because I still get hungry and will have hunger stomachaches, it's just that eating makes me feel nauseous too.

I had something of a meltdown this week. I've pretty much decided to drop one of the classes I was going to take next semester. This just means that I'll have to take a full courseload one semester next year because I was planning to use my transfer credits from AP French to take four classes in each of my last two semesters. This seems like a wiser use of them, though.

Unoppressive Pizza

Last Wednesday I was invited by a friend (who is a graduate student in electrical engineering, which involves lots of exciting math) to go to a computer science pizza party. Sadly, the pizza was not complimentary and it wasn't much of a party (lots of people standing around in a small room) but I had a pleasant time nonetheless. CS pizza parties used to feature something known as "Sexist Pizza" in which people with a feminine gender presentation ("women") didn't have to pay for their pizza. The point of this was to attract more of them to the parties in question, presumably in order to facilitate interaction between the two genders (I gather that the idea behind this would be to create intra-CS straight couplings).

Anyway, at the party in question I nommed some pizza and listened to some intriguing conversation between some computer scientists of my acquaintance about various functions of Gmail. One of them was so bold as to ask me what I was doing there and persist with a "But I thought you were in religious studies..." in response to my claim that I was in CS. I think that he saw through me though, because the rest of our exchange went something like:
"No, I used to be but I switched out"
"... Isn't lying a sin?"
"How would I know, I'm not in religious studies..."

I also, in order to make the whole experience more CS-like, asked one of my acquaintances (who knows I'm not in math or CS) which was his favourite programming language. He asked if he needed to have a preference and returned the question. I said that Python was but couldn't give a good reason why. Julia then asked how I felt about Perl, which I was better at answering. Apparently Perl involves lots of dollar signs, which people find objectionable. Exciting!

SUMS-ber Party!

9:45 PM: Rebecca and I are in SUMS. The supplies that we have make the evening seem promising. I brought two kinds of cereal (Nesquik and Cinnamon Toast Crunch) and milk, Rebecca brought tea, bowls and spoons and the correct ingredients for s'mores. A couple of other people have said that they will stop by later and watch a movie with us. We had to steal the teakettle back from CTF (the Computer Task Force, which people always mistake SUMS for) next door. They were reluctant.

10:09 PM: So we have a frisbee for entertainment purposes and we decided to assemble the s'mores on it. One thing led to another and now it's in the microwave. I'm not entirely sure whether frisbees are microwave-safe but I guess if I have to get cancer this is probably a worthwhile method.

10:21 PM: Rebecca just had to fact-check (with me, the resident rabbit expert) the fact that bunnies don't have pouches.

12:02 AM: The past hour or so has been spent watching Mama Mia, which is reasonably humourous. I'm particularly amused by the background singers/dancers and Colin Firth in the flashback Cure-esque getup. We're now taking a s'mores/cereal break. I'm nomming some Nesquik.

12:20 AM: We've extended the break from Mama Mia and are now going to play dominoes. We also drew some dinosaurs on the chalkboards. They're pretty epic and by epic I mean terrible.

1:05 AM: So we played a game of dominoes (Rebecca won) and then made some domino structures/arrangements to knock down and attempted to watch the rest of the movie but are now tired and going to go to bed. Time for the "SUMS-ber" (slumber, get it?) part of the evening, I guess.

9:00 AM: We've awoken. It took me forever to get to sleep, though. I remember being awake at 2:30. I was too hot, so I took off my sweater and my socks, which turned out to be insufficient so I took off my pants as well. I was wrapped up in a blanket, though, so my modesty and the couch's cleanliness were preserved (not to worry). I also forgot that I have to go visit some seniors today, the first visit being at 10:30. I'm really glad I remembered.

I'll be leaving soon so I think I will close this post by declaring the SUMS-ber party a success. Not sure if I would do it again, but it was fun.

SUMS Sleepover Live-Blog!

Math-like adventures have begun sooner than I expected. This can only be a good thing. Tonight, in a daring feat, Rebecca and I as well as whoever is brave enough to join us will be sleeping in the math lounge. There will be s'mores, cereal, a possible lack of hygiene (although not on my part, I plan on showering before I go) and general ridiculousness and hilarious times. In order to ensure that this is properly documented I plan to live-blog the entire event. It's going to be epic. Check back over the course of the evening/night, invisible and possibly non-existent readers of mine, for updates on the hilarity as it goes down.

So Long Sweet Summer, Hello Math

Hello my Spanish galleons,

Once again, I have allowed my corner of the blogosphere (I promise never to use that word again) to go silent. This is because of a lack of math-related things in my life, which is a rather heartbreaking state of affairs. Luckily, this will very soon change because (oh, joy!) school is about to start. This means that I will once again be in a position to surround myself with math-like humans and immerse myself in their delightful subject. Am I excited? Absolutely. And you should be too. In less than a week, I will be back in full force, giving you a look at math through the woefully small and foggy lens provided to me by my liberal arts-heavy education.

Math Life

It occurs to me that I would have huge respect for someone with a Tupac-esque "MATH LIFE" tattoo on their abdominal area. Just a heads-up.

Since I last posted, I had the honour of playing board games with some of my math humans. We played Agricola, which was fun and pleasantly agricultural. Tomorrow I am going to attend a party where I will likely see more people of the math-y persuasion so I may gather more blog fodder there. This would be good for my ability to post things here.

At the gathering where we played Agricola, I was fortunate enough to make the acquaintance of a math grad student who is currently working on his thesis-y bit. It is about automata, which isn't something that I had any familiarity with. It's been a while since I got the explanation so I've unfortunately forgotten most of it. The analogy he used had something to do with the little light in a microwave, I think. I might be making that up though.

Also, Max and his coworkers may have made an unprecedented discovery in math! I live with a symmetry group pioneer!

Breaking the Unintentional Hiatus

As you will notice if you look at the date of my last post here, I took a break of sorts for the month of June. There has been little of mathematical interest going on in my life unless you consider aging to be a math-related process. This is partly because I have been aging (just like the rest of you!) but mostly because I started my summer job, which is working at a seniors' recreation centre. It's been going really well and I'm thoroughly enjoying it but there isn't much math involved. One of the weirdest moments working there so far was discovering that one of the members has belonged to the centre for longer than I've been alive. She joined literally the day before I was born.

While I was incommunicado, I had an one semi-interesting math-related experience. A bunch of Max's friends from the Physics department came to our housewarming party and I managed to make one of them think that I had taken Calculus 3 (or "Cal 3" as it is colloquially known) by working Taylor expansions into the conversation. Sadly, at this point I had already divulged that I was an arts student and I went on to disabuse him of his mistaken notion of my having taken MATH 222. I think that if I am going to successfully pretend to be in math I will have to get over my need for scrupulous honesty.

Consequence of Bilingual Education

I haven't posted here in a while, mostly because of the lack of newsworthy math in my life. Since I am not exactly in a position to present myself with new and crazy math and CS tidbits I have instead been reading books and attempting to improve my driving. Some of those activities have been more pleasant than others. I thought about borrowing my brother's math textbook and seeing if I can wrap my mind around math that is near where I left off but I haven't yet because I'm somewhat anxious about the results and I feel that asking for the use of the textbook in question might lead to some sort of interrogation and possibly mockery. I might still do it, though.

Thinking about my brother's math education made me think about mine, specifically the fact that (like all the rest of my pre-university schooling) it was conducted in French. Since numbers are the same in English this didn't pose too many practical problems in my everyday life. It still doesn't. I would argue that I'm able to figure out whether a smaller but cheaper container of yogurt is a better purchase than the larger, more expensive one just as well as an Ontario-educated anglophone. However, learning math in French has led to some interesting troubles with math-related vocabulary. Probably the best example of this that I have is when a girl with whom I took an extracurricular sewing class (yes, I am that cool) was telling the rest of us about some sort of To Sir With Love-type scenario in which a teacher went into a new but underprivileged school where the students were considerably behind and "didn't know what integers were". I'm sure that to the rest of the kids in my class this conveyed an accurate impression of just how deficient these children's education had been but it made me spend an awkward half-hour (or maybe week, I think I dwelt on this for a long time) wondering what one was and why I had to ask myself that question. I guess my killer googling skills hadn't developed very much at that point.

Having talked to other people who went to French school (Max, for example) about the math vocabulary situation, I've gathered that if you switch math languages partway through your education there will be a learning curve but it's not insurmountable. This is comforting as I'd still like to audit a math class this fall and it would be nice to understand at least some of it.

Stay in Math, Kids

So I'm pretty sure that this cherry picker/sunset date idea (http://blag.xkcd.com/2009/04/06/a-date-idea-analyzed/) is just about the coolest thing I have ever heard of. It also definitely makes me regret not having persevered in my mathematical studies (which, as previously mentioned, were not all that extensive nor very impressive) because now I'll probably never be able to work this type of thing out. All I'll be able to do, if I happen to come up with something this awesome and offbeat and ridiculous, is tell people about it really enthusiastically and hope that it will fall on the right ears for someone to actually figure out how it would work. Being enthusiastic about things is something that I do relatively well, though, so I guess I can legitimately have some degree of hope that that could happen.

I do love my current fields of study, though, so not having carried on with math wasn't a total loss.

Fighting to the Death

I'd never played Risk before last Sunday. My brothers asked for (and received) the "2210" version a couple of Christmases ago but I never participated when they played because I wasn't particularly interested in board games that take hours. Also, it's a four-player game and the other participants were usually my two younger cousins, which would have rendered me de trop. However, last Sunday I witnessed my first game of Risk and found it sufficiently interesting to warrant playing when the opportunity presented itself over the course of the following week. Including the game that I watched on Sunday, there were three games, all of which were the Lord of the Rings version of Risk. This simultaneously makes it more fun and more emotionally traumatic. When playing I pretty much just wanted to maintain a peaceful existence and protect the Shire, which is not the point of the game.

Having awakened my latent Risk-play abilities (if not abilities, then perhaps interest), upon my return home on Monday I proposed to my brothers that they dust off their Risk set so that we could play. We did but we had to stop partway through because things got somewhat heated, so we gave it a rest and finished tonight. Eric (my youngest brother) wound up with total global domination. It was pretty obvious partway through tonight's session that that would be the end result but I refused to concede defeat and fought to the death. My last turn saw me start with only one territory (Japan) that was occupied by one valiant troop. I managed to use my three reinforcements to take two more territories but it was all over by the end of Eric's next turn.

The Risk 2210 game board is kind of interesting in that it represents the game designer's idea of what the world will look like in 200 years. It's obviously been simplified in order for there to be territories big enough to keep gamepieces on as well. Interesting geopolitical quirks include the existence of the "Exiled States of America," which are in the vicinity of Greenland.

Risk can be tied into the mathematical nature of this blog by the importance of probability in gameplay, with the rolling of dice. I like to defend using only one die because I find it really unpleasant to lose two troop pieces on one roll but it was pointed out to me that probability is more in my favour if I defend using two. My problem in a lot of strategy-type games is that I tend to let my feelings and whatnot get in the way. I also need to practice thinking in the correct patterns more.

Models, Theses and the Situation

Recent days have brought more math and CS-related awesomeness. Max has been investigating the symmetries of the five regular polyhedra and in order to better do this he built models of the polyhedra in question. He used bristol board and glue (which was sometimes replaced by tape) and the resulting models were really cool-looking. I especially liked the icosahedron, partly because of its shape and partly because it was a soothing shade of dark green. The models and the ensuing discussion of symmetries also allowed me to gain new vocabulary words:

Vertex: Point. Or corner. Regular polyhedra have vertices that are all the same (in that the faces are assembled identically around each one).

I can't actually remember my other new polyhedron/symmetry-related words but I may post about them again later if they come back to me. They pertained to the symmetries and whether or not the way the polyhedron looks changes, I think.

In other news, Antoine (who used to be doing a minor in CS but has since changed his mind) told me (well, technically it was an "us" but I am writing this in the first person singular) about the MIT CS paper generator (http://pdos.csail.mit.edu/scigen/) yesterday. It's pretty cool. You put in the names of up to five authors and it will come up with a fake computer science-related paper these people have supposedly authored, complete with citations and everything. The papers in question apparently do not make all that much sense but they look pretty good to me. As is mentioned on the SCIgen homepage, they are trying to "maximize amusement, rather than coherence".

I would still like to post a picture of my painted and Matlab-postered room as well as of Max's awesomely awesome models but this will have to wait for three or so weeks because I will be at home/my parents' house for that amount of time. This also means that I will be away from my current sources of blog fodder, which is slightly problematic. Never fear, however, as my new location comes complete with two brothers, one of whom (though still in high school) is better versed in math than me. So though the level of math will be lower I will still be learning, hopefully things of the blog-worthy persuasion. Also, I am considering turning toward more math culture-type pursuits.

Head A Splode

One of the problems that I have in attempting to be mathlike is with the necessary patterns of thinking. My arts student brain, used to picking apart readings and, uh, remembering things, has THE HARDEST TIME trying to bend in the ways required of it in math. For example, yesterday Max asked me about a problem that he was trying to figure out for his job (which is doing math). The problem goes something like this:

Part One (this one I had no trouble with): Imagine a cube inside a sphere. The cube and sphere are sized so that the corners of the cube touch the sphere's surface. Now, using your mind, curve the sides of the cube so that they also touch the surface of the sphere.

Part Two (guard your minds, mine suffered ill effects): Imagine the original cube from the previous exercise but instead of putting it in a sphere put it in a torus (new vocabulary word! This is the technical math-term for a donut shape). Now try to do the inflation-of-the-sides thing.

Honestly, I can't even really conceptualize what we're trying to do here. My best thought was maybe putting the cube in one side of the torus and then stretching it all the way around when you come to the inflation bit. On an encouraging note, Max says that we're not really sure what we're doing here so I guess this isn't entirely an arts brain fail. Also, his idea of how to do this was the same as my best thought. Apparently this notion of how one would solve this doesn't regularize though. I asked why we couldn't just use Matlab to model it for us and was told that it is more of an applied tool whereas Maple is more symbolic.

But yeah. http://no.hablo.matlab.head.asplode.net/

Math Party

Yesterday I attended a housewarming party in honour of two of my friends' new apartment. One of them is actually in math and the other one thinks/pretends that she is. While getting my drunkpants on at this party, which was attended by a bunch of other math-type humans, I realised what one of my favourite things is about people in math. I really like how they integrate math terms into everyday conversation. This is probably not unique to the mathematically inclined but doing it with math words seems to have a certain... tang. This realisation came about when one of the partygoers referred to the number of people that she has dated as her relationship experience set. I liked it a lot.

Glad Tidings of Great Joy

Excellent news! Max (my math roommate) has decided to gift me with the Matlab poster after which my blog is named. I was most pleased with this development. I think that I will put it on my bedroom door. I am painting my bedroom soon-ish (I plan to go and buy paint today for this purpose) and might post a picture of its painted, Matlab-postered glory once it's done.

Vocabulary

My first integration project was being able to fake my way through a conversation about computer science without giving away the fact that I'm not in CS. Key words that I remember from this endeavour are

PERL - This is a programming language. I'm apparently allowed to have strong feelings about it. I haven't really decided how CS Catherine feels about PERL yet. This one time some random guy emailed the person I was dating at the time soliciting his help for some assignment that he had involving programming in PERL.
Edit: My research tells me that spelling "Perl" in all-caps is considered a sign of not belonging to the core group of Perl users. Horrors! I will implement this finding going forward. Also, my religious studies student self was pleased to discover that Perl was named after the parable of the pearl in the Gospel of Matthew. The plot thickens...

Object-oriented - I'm told that this is a way that you can describe programmes that you're writing. This vocabulary word kind of scares me because I'm not sure what context it should be used in and I feel like misusing it would be a dead giveaway for my ruse.

I feel like Wikipedia could be a useful source for this ongoing vocabulary situation. Math profs use it as a resource for their students all the time (or so I'm told) so I should be able to put at least my usual amount of trust (which is pretty considerable- if there's no entry about something I'm curious about I always kind of feel at a loss for where to look next) in it.

Current Situation

I last studied math three years ago, in grade eleven. In what may have been an overly ambitious move I took the highest level of math offered for my grade (pre-university functions and relations). It ended poorly, somewhere in the mid-sixties. To be fair, I did reasonably well throughout the semester but everything went to shit during the final exam, which I had to do days after it was scheduled due to having been laid up with flu that manifested itself with projectile vomiting. Regardless of what factors influenced the outcome of the Last Class (I blame insufficient studying on top of a lack of in-depth comprehension*), it made me decide not to pursue any further mathematical instruction. When course selection time rolled around I'd pretty much decided to go into the humanities after high school and therefore didn't see much of a point in soldiering on, math-wise. So my current level of actual math knowledge is on the shabbier end of the grade eleven spectrum and worsening because of disuse.

Once I got to university, I rejoiced in my newfound freedom from all things resembling science (I needed something to fill up my last semester of high school so I took Earth and Planetary Science, which was a joke but claimed to be science) and promptly befriended a bunch of math and science people. This means that I have spent large amounts of the last few semesters in the math lounge. I wouldn't go so far as to say that I am a fixture of SUMS (this is the clever acronym that stands for both the Society of Undergraduate Mathematics Students and its lounge) but I spend enough time there that people who don't know me personally assume that I'm in whichever math-esque major they aren't in. CS (computer science) people think I'm in math and vice versa. These mistaken impressions, which never fail to amuse and delight me, are what gave me the idea of trying to cultivate them.

Hanging out with math people and in SUMS has allowed me to pick up some of the trappings of mathiness, like the names of the faculty's professors and certain key vocabulary terms. I've been putting more effort into being able to fake my way through computer science-related conversations than math ones but I think I'll start giving them equal attention. I'm also fairly dorky and have interests that go with the territory, which puts me in a good cultural position for this endeavour, I think. Like, I read a lot of webcomics, including xkcd despite the fact that I don't get most of the math and computer-related jokes.

*The time that my best friend and I were caught playing games on our TI-83s probably didn't help either.

Intro Post

Hi friends.

I plan to use this blog to chronicle my efforts to fit in and seem like I'm in math or computer science. I'll make a post devoted to outlining my current situation in that department sometime in the near future. Basically, I'm starting near zero (in terms of actual math knowledge) but I have a lot of interest in slightly pointless endeavours so we may see some actual results. I'm simultaneously hopeful and afraid that reading this blog may remind you of The Little Engine That Could. Or Seabiscuit. Ambitious comparisons, I know.

The title of the blog was inspired by a poster belonging to one of my roommates. It says "Do you speak Matlab?" in several languages. We're just settling in after moving to a new apartment and he offered it to me before deciding that he would in fact only think about giving me the poster in question. Apparently he would rather let it get damp and wrinkly in the bathroom.

So there you have it. A brief summation of what the deal is with this blog.