Berkeley, Friday March 6, 2020 2:32 AM
This is just a, perhaps, catchy title that I though while receiving these manuals of Tex, LaTeX, and vi/Vim.
I woke up late today. 9:30 AM, after ignoring the 8:30 AM. There was a flood news in a radio program that actually I like, Forum in KQED, by Michael Krasny. I let you check the news about the Corona virus in SFO and the cruise.
My own analysis is that, although I like Michael Krasny’s program, I should be on campus by that time.
I checked quickly some of the opinion editorial pieces of the New York Times. Finally, I ate breakfast, and while I cooked lunch and dinner, and ran out of time for packing it. I left home around 11:08 AM. The later so far I ever have left for a class at 11:10 AM. Of course I arrived at 11:17 or 11:20 AM.
I use the lab time for progressing a little on a project, while I also paid plenty of attention to my peers presentation. I did not presented today, while if needed I could have done. The reason I did not volunteer early on was because I did an exercise similar to the lab for learning and applying the given tool, but not my project. I think it was a good learning, and normally the way I will do it, yet I need to figurate out if I will apply an iterator to my own project.
In the second lab, from 2 to 4 PM, I caught up with the questions 1 and 2 from last week’s lab, and so I will have to finish one lab and a half on remote sensing for next week. It is possible.
After these five hours of computer aid processes for quantifying the landscape, I ate lunch, and continue crafting a term project proposal due in the night.
At 5:30 PM I went to a job talk. Good to know, or rather, good to feel the standards and expectations for a faculty position in our sister [or brother?] Department of City and Regional Planning. Overall, expectations would be about the same across campus, and perhaps across some of the universities in my list.
At 7:30 PM, I guess I was hungry again, and indeed of a short mental break. I went after a long time, but for the second time in this semester to get food in I-House, to go. Kindly, a friend who saw me, ran to the cashier to invite, or swipe me in.
After my dinner, creativity came. I look forward to apply what I wrote in my term project proposal. The idea now is in the reviewer’s mind, which is good.
Tomorrow, or today actually, the day will start at 7:30 AM. I have to set up things on campus at 8:20 AM, for a meeting 8:30 AM, and go from there to further battles either in my own mind to process work or in other desks and offices to convey my information, questions, and answers, or in the keyboard producing miracles without much time.