so the campus email system took a nap this afternoon apparently—I left right when we noticed that the bank of uptime indicators resembled a lite-brite if you were only using red pegs. When I returned everybody had that frazzled, mussed-up look where either they all just finished a department-wide makeout session or they had spent the last two hours dealing with the ire of academic-types. I figured it was probably the latter when the first call I had ended with the very frustrated humanities professor first suggesting that there be an entirely seperate email system for faculty, and when that wasn’t enough, asking me who held the post of IT vice provost and then informing me that he was going to put a bomb in his car. How do you respond to that?
Category Archives: bitchbitchbitch
so Santa Cruz weather finally realized it was winter and began acting as such. first it was dark and rainy for three straight days. now it’s just clear and cold. how cold? well maybe it’s just the inhumanity of my schedule (cue white priveledge bleating) that has me getting up at 6:50 (sunrise), leaving for work at 7:30, and getting home at around 5:30 (sunset), but I haven’t seen my car’s thermometer read above 46 degrees in the last week. I really don’t like the 45°±10° range of tempratures at all. it’s definitely cold, but not COLD, and does not contribute to anything cool—snow, ice, thick jackets, scarves, road salt, etc.
even though I have made a very comfortable nest on the proverbial fence, I think I appreciate a strong degree of decisiveness in my weather. someday I will experience the as of yet abstract concept of “seasons.” and then I’ll probably not take the mildness of california’s weather for granted.
note: I’ve always thought that was a hilarious picture, and assumed it was some glitch in the weather site that caused such a ridiculous forecast. I was wrong. scary.
okay, so here’s the deal, once and for all:
if you’re calling me at work, you are most likely having an issue with cruzmail, cruztime, cruznet, cruz[whatever]. this means that you are somehow affiliated–student, staff, faculty, treesitter, etc–with the university of california at santa cruz. Thus, when I read you an internet address for one of our services, it will be [service].ucsc.edu. There is not a single service on campus that doesn’t somehow follow this protocol. I will never try to trick you by throwing in a “ucsd.edu” or “ucsc.biz” address. If I sound a little harried when you ask me to very slowly repeat “just the last bit” of the url–that is, “ucsc.edu”–it’s because it’s so implicitly part of any UCSC URL that if you’re on campus, you can leave it off and you’ll STILL get to the right place. if you work, live, or are educated on the USCS campus, you can go to any computer and simply type “cruzmail” or “cruztime” and you’ll get sent right there, no hassle, no questions, no tipping neccesary (but appreciated). thanks for your consideration.
cmps80u was the worst class I ever took, and even now, its legacy lives on…
gee, professor, what a really helpful evaluation. Without it, I would’ve only known for sure that I had passed, but now I am positive. your interest and engagement was mediocre during the course, and obviously has not improved since.
“and now we will learn this programming language—which I think is very fun to learn!”
this is supposed to be an introductory, not-for-majors class on ubiquitous and mobile technology! what the fuck? we don’t need to learn C to understand how cell phones, pocketpc’s, etc etc work!
okay I swear, this will be the last cmps80u bitchfest.
This really could be a good class. As a technological society, we are perched at the edge of a total paradigm shift—from computers as general-use terminals, to distributed computing becoming a transparent and intimate part of our lives.
but no. we learn about binary code. and the archaic innards of computer architecture, which will become obsolete in even the first part of our lifetimes. ugh.
Today it was raining when I woke up, rained as I went about my business, and will be raining when I go to sleep.
CMPE80U: Ubiquitous and Mobile Technology: This class had a lot of promise, because I feel that we’re on the brink of a(nother) technological revolution—the transition from visible, CPU-based computing to transparent, diffused-process interactions with computers on a wide scale. The concept of a much tighter integration of computers/technology into everyday life is a fascinating one to me, but from today’s class and the syllabus it seems like we’re going to be concentrating on current trends with a much less theoretical and forward-looking ideas. Oh well. At least the professor seems like a nice guy, who came to the states from China in 1992, and is now in his early-30s. He kept making interesting remarks that could be construed as somewhat sexist, but I chalk them up to nervousness (much hand-wringing during lecture) rather than maliciousness. This one, though, was pretty forehead-slap-worthy:
Student, brainstorming on how technology could assist in kitchen work: You could have a robot in your kitchen, using your appliances and utensils to cook–
Professor: But then nobody would marry!
Class: Awkward laughter
Afternoon: Stir-fried some chicken and vegetables, because I forgot about the leftovers from O’Mei in the fridge. Hung out with Daniel. Eventually walked (you guessed it, in the rain) to Cowell. Discussed certain females, music, stumbleupon, ron paul, big/small government, NASA, etc etc.
CMPE3: Yeah, I’m taking “Personal Computers” which is intended for computer illiterate people. It’s a cop-out, I know, and I feel guilty taking it, but I need the GE and it’s a class I can skip, which is good because it’s during ultimate practice, which is how I’m rationalizing taking it.
AMST1: The introductory American Studies course, “America and Americans,” which I’d need to take for the major, and fulfills a necessary GE. Actually sounds pretty interesting, though the professor seems like a pompous blowhard, though an articulate and intelligent one. He passed around one roll sheet for the entire (300+ person) class and acted all surprised when, 45 minutes later, only half the class had managed to sign in. Considering that anybody who didn’t sign in today was dropped from the class, it seemed like a pretty bonehead move. He made at least 100 people stay after class was dismissed to sign the sheet. It was lame to the max. Anyway, the class concentrates on “what it means to be an American,” and the struggles that have emerged in the search for a “national” identity.
Evening: Ruthlessly culled music from my library, finished O’Mei leftovers, messed around with this site’s layout.
Verdict: Is this really what I was looking forward to all break? Hopefully the quarter can only improve from here.
Now playing: Gotan Project – Amor Porteño