It's been five weeks since my last confession. But here I am, apostasy overcome.
What's the news, you may well ask? The latest is that I've just returned from a conference in the O.C., on extinction and biodiversity, where almost all the talks were very depressing. Apparently, we're in the midst of the sixth (or the fourth, depending on your counting) mass extinction in the history of life on Earth. Ugh. Every graph showed a downward trend.
In contrast, my own work has been progressing quite well. As far as I can tell, ecologists have not so far explored stochastic, spatially-explicit systems using the framework I intend to, but a lot of the machinery already exists in various corners of physics. Perhaps I should even write the (long awaited, much hyped) more technical description of my research interests sometime soon. Before all the species die out, and I have to switch fields again.
On my way back from the conference I paid a visit to San Francisco, where I had a brief meeting with H, who happened to be there between laundering, and then went to see Andrew Bird at the Warfield, with C. Unfortunately, my condition the next morning was a little delicate. (I'm not pregnant.)
There're a few other things that I've probably missed the appropriate opportunity to report. I gave thanks, for example. And have visited Portland---twice! Perhaps it's also newsworthy to say that I'm in general feeling quite at home here, which is nice. Of course, that feeling isn't enough to stop me visiting the UK, and I'll be back from the 22nd to the 1st!
Andrew Bird:
Song of the day (19)
Monday, 10 December 2007
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