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|Tuesday, March 22nd, 2016|
|Thoughts on Alpha
I've taken a few days to get back to you because I had so many thoughts reading Alpha that I didn't want to trivialize it with too brief of a response. I did read it on the plane on Thursday. I loved it. Your description of it to me was very accurate -- Alpha could be anyone. It is extremely multi-diminsional, and it is definitely so much more than a book. When you said it is your soul, I see that, too.
Truthfully, it is a masterpiece. Some other works came to mind that remind me a bit of your writing -- Voltaire (Candide), GEB (Godel, Esher, Bach), and David Foster Wallace. Alpha is deeply compelling and convicting. The reader is drawn in, and they become Alpha. Please keep writing it. I want to finish reading the whole thing. I am not kidding when I say I think it's worthy of becoming a masterpiece. You are deeply talented, and still very young. If you think about most masters of their arts, a lot do not come up with their best works at the age of 20. Though, a few known masters were early prodigies. And I think this is prodigy level. I want to see Alpha come out victorious.
It is so unique. It stands out from most anything I've ever read. It was hard for me to think of how to classify it while reading it. It's really more philosophy and non-fiction than a novel, though characters convey these concepts. I think this is why it reminded me of other great philosopher's writings (notably Voltaire, who I love). Zac, I see how you are Alpha, and in writing Alpha you are like the crusader breaking those other kids out of the castle. It's an important task and you do seem uniquely qualified to do this. It takes great skill and talent to be able to express such complicated concepts so beautifully and clearly and with such vivid images and allegory, as you have done. I am actually having a difficult time finding the best adjectives to explain to you my thoughts on it.
It's more than worthy of publication. The steps to do that is not really my area, though I would like to help however I can. I know about electrical engineering publications, but next to nothing about literature publication. What I do know is that you really really have something here. Thank you for letting me read your draft.
|Saturday, December 12th, 2015|
|One year (almost)
The year, in memories:
Nursing and staring at my darling for so long, so often
Fish tanks and the Dallas aquarium
Eating chicken curry that Komal's mom made
Walking holding her hand
Squeals of delight
Stopping and picking up every leaf she can find
Getting my nails done with the Bradley girls shortly before my due date and telling them "look how my belly's hard; that's a contraction"
Running and jumping into my arms
Her nibbling Matt's ear and laughing
Going down the slide in Houston
Swinging next to Wes
Hugging Wes and really playing with him
Seeing newborn Fox
Sticking her fingers in Fox's mouth
Swimming and hiking at Mary Meade
Swim lessons at the ARC
Dancing in music class
Looking out the sliding glass door at Mary Meade
Learning how to sit in a tiny rocking chair on her own
Walking down the road at Mary Meade then stopping to pick up all of the tiny rocks with hopes of eating them
Seeing her for the first time, when she was born as she was screaming and reaching for me
Watching that birth mark on the back of her head gradually fade then disappear
Watching her hair turn from blonde to red to blonde
Watching her grow in giant step changes overnight
Getting to love her infant room and teachers, Ms. Sherrie and Ms. Raquel
Holding my tiny girl in the ER after her 2 month shots caused a bad reaction
Smiling with bandaids the size of her thighs
My heart melting when I go into her when she's crying
Her first real tears
Jumping on her mattress so you can hear it jiggle
Her social laugh- Matt's chuckle
Head crawling like an inch worm
Standing on her own the first times
Walking with arms out to the sides
Red cowboy boots
Bringing me her shoes to put on and then sitting in my lap while I do it
How proud she is about knowing how to use the potty
How cute she is whenever something amazes her
How desperate she seems when she wants me to hold her
How much she genuinely loves and enjoys other people
How secure I think she is about herself
Tiny bites out of a big apple
How big her personality has always been
Loves mandarin oranges
Wanting the iPhone
Learning how to stand in the shower
Brushing her teeth
Doublefisting the toothbrushes
Stealing Mama's toothbrushes
Laughing at her Minions toothbrush in the car for at least an hour
Crying in the car for 6 hours
Loving every minute of airplane flights
Looking out the airplane window
Getting airplane passengers to become her close friends
Sleeping in her stroller
Sleeping in her car seat
Not wanting to sleep in her crib
Nursing tank tops, I'll be glad to wear something else
Flying Machine weekends from 11 days old
Engineering Open House
African dance drum performance
Crawling around PowerWorld
Walking into random offices at ITI
A blur, I can't remember a thing
Boredom, lack of places I could take my baby
Loneliness, no family around
Laying in the bathtub the first few weeks of my pregnancy, staring up at the shower head, praying desperately for her to make it, praying that the Lord would protect his child (thank you for hearing me, Lord!)
Thank you for being who you are, Mary Evelyn. Somehow if you had a less determined spirit, I'm not sure you would have made it here
Thank you, Dr. Wozniak. I believe you also saved her.
Unpaid maternity leave
Paying my own health insurance
Poor pumping conditions
Pumping in my car
Pumping in the CSL studio bathroom
Massive sleep deprivation
Support of an unorthodox working situation
Succeeding one day at a time
Never give up completely
Don't give up what you have now for something you might have
But you can't give up on that thing you might have, or you'll also give up all hope
Breastfeeding support group on Facebook
Remind yourself of why you do what you do
Be yourself, be honest, and be honest with yourself
A darling girl
A darling husband
|Thursday, October 2nd, 2014|
I want to make a note now to myself to remember pregnancy as a very joyful time, because that's what it is (despite the discomfort and lack of sleep, etc).
In between all of the day-to-day things that go on as normal (work), when there is a pause, I just feel joy. I feel blessed. How can it be anything other than amazing to have another person living inside of you? It's different than "hapiness" which is a more superficial, transient thing. This is more a reverent awe. Something so powerful and great it surpasses understanding of how it can be. The thing about our babies is they are never really ours. They are God's. I knew this from the very beginning. Especially when I was praying a lot for her to make it through those rough weeks in the first trimester when she was in a very vulnerable place. I knew she was God's, and God was gracious and let us keep her. A person doesn't own another person. She's something greater than "mine." She's more mine now than she'll ever be, though. My mom told me that once you have your baby, it's everyone's baby (or at least everyone thinks it's theirs). I can see how that would be true. At least when she's inside of me, I have seriously much more control and direct effect on her than anyone else. She also comes everywhere with me and eats everything with me, and I don't have to think about it or do anything special for that to be the case. She's just always there. Once she's born, this won't be the case. She'll be out in the world and growing on her own. I guess this is how parents get attached to their kids. Before they are born, it's just so cool having them living and moving around inside. I think I will miss all of these little movements once she is born and there's no longer a tiny person inside me. Current Mood: joyful
|Thursday, October 28th, 2010|
|Hey, guess what?
Matt and I are engaged!
^This is how I started my emails to people to announce it =-)
My way of announcing it in person is to stand up and flash my hand at people like it's a gang sign. Then, the ring is apparent, because it is very sparkly.
A few comments with respect to rings:
1) Rings have sizes. I know because when Matt proposed and I first had the ring, it was about twice the cross-sectional area of my finger. Then, we went to have it resized, and it was still too big, so it had to get resized again. So, apparently my ring size is 4. What are other people's?
2) Are you supposed to take it off when you sleep? This is a really key question that shouldn't be hard to get the answer to. Saturday, Sunday, and Monday night I took it off. Tuesday we took it to get resized and that was finished today. So the question is whether I'm supposed to take it off tonight or not.
3) I wasn't sure which hand it was supposed to go on when Matt proposed, but I guess it's the left hand (Matt knew).
4) Again, it's very sparkly. I'm used to looking at my finger and seeing nothing there and now it's like woah! (Remember when people used to always say "like woah"? Or did they?)
5) My fingers are not normal. That is, they are slightly webbed. I don't know how to explain this without a very detailed photo with overlayed arrows. I mean, one end of the finger comes down much further than the other end. Not a big deal until you wear a ring =-) and then it is noticeable.
Pictures from Day 1 (mostly) are here:http://picasaweb.google.com/kate.thegreatrogers/Engagement?authkey=Gv1sRgCIzb8OyL48bKkQE&feat=directlink
I'm going to eat now.
More on the *story* later, and other aspects of this engagement.
As Vanessa would say, "woot".
=-) Current Mood: excited
|Sunday, October 25th, 2009|
|RIP Vienna Coffee
Nooooo!! My parents just told me that Vienna Coffee went out of business. Apparently it was like 2 months ago, sometime in September, but no one told me. This is really sad.
To the best coffee place I've ever been to and probably ever will -
Rest in peace. Alas, I promise you all your great coffee drinks have not been wasted. I think I'd been going there since I could drive. There are two things and two things only that would draw me back to Houston (other than seeing family, etc). Those two things are 1) going to my fire station and doing firefighting stuff and 2) going to Vienna coffee. And now reason 2) is gone. And reason 1) isn't doing much better- it's been so long since I've been back long enough for firefighting. Luckily, when I was in Houston in July for a wedding I went there. Little did I know it would be the last time. Let me explain. Every time I go to Houston, I would go to Vienna Coffee every day. This drink they made called the Mocha Glacier was amazing. No matter how long it had been since I'd been to Houston and thus to Vienna Coffee, as soon as I walked in, the owner always knew what I was going to order. And remembered me and asked me how I was doing. I don't know how she remembered me when she only saw me two times a year or so for the past few years, for periods of 3 or 4 day stretches each time I came. It seems like I was just in there.
In a world where a Starbucks or Dunkin Donuts is on every corner, I knew Vienna Coffee's days were numbered. A place like that is just too good for the world. Everything was too delicious, too amazing, and cheaper than Starbucks... free internet, wonderful coffee, wonderful special coffee drinks, small cozy atmosphere, outdoor patio, nice owner, gelato, books to read, homemade cookies. I just never knew when the end would be.
(I'll have to write a better tribute than this when I have more time. Now I have none. I'll also have to combine this with a tribute to Tigger, our cat of 13 years who was lost about a week after my parents moved to their new house in August.... , since I just realized I don't think I ever gave him a proper farewell. I think part of me thought he would still be found. Need I say, Tigger was reason number 3) to go to Houston.) Current Mood: sad
|Wednesday, July 25th, 2007|
Your Score: The Chipmunk
Here's your results! Your spirit animal has a Nobility ranking of 7 out of 18.
Your spirit animal is the chipmunk. They are small and cute creatures
who keep an exceptionally clean dwelling. They're not a very
magnificent animal, but they make up for it in quickness, agility, and
cuteness. They are a fairly common spirit animal, and nothing to be
***Wondering how this animal was chosen for you? These
questions were carefully thought out to see how important you hold
certain virtues such as: humanism, self-knowledge, rationalism, the
love of freedom and other somewhat Hellenic ideals. Some of the
questions were very subtle. Your score was then matched with an animal
of corresponding nobility. However, you shouldn't think this was a
right/wrong sort of test, but more of an idealistic values test. It's
ok to not hold these values, you'll just get an animal spirit of lower
stature if you do!***
|Saturday, July 7th, 2007|
| I almost forgot I made this website
so I thought I'd update it... at least the front page some. The first picture is from like freshman year of high school I think. Pretty old.
|Sunday, July 1st, 2007|
Jumping off huge rocks into water is fun.
|Saturday, June 30th, 2007|
-has decent sunsets, you feel close to them cuz youre so far west
-has fresh, clean air
-has a good coffee place
-is rather lonely
-Someone's pressure washing the side of my apartment and it's really loud and strange
-reminding myself- why did I break up with James- oh yes, because he turned into an asshole and I can't find that same guy in there anymore, and that's the truth I'm afraid. That guy I loved/love no longer exists (which has me wondering- did he ever?) I need to keep reminding myself of this, because part of me keeps wanting to find him again. And then I wonder- did I do this to him? Maybe I destroy things that should be good, that were meant to be good- maybe I'm responsible for this mean person he's become? After all, I never claimed to be good at relationships or at being a "girlfriend". Anyway, the point is to keep telling myself it was the right thing and the sweet guy I thought I had- well, that I was wrong. I don't know who he is anymore and I never know what to believe when he's nice one minute and yelling at me the next. What is real if not life?
I'm going to play ultimate frisbee now cuz some other intern invited me. In Moscow, Idaho.
|Friday, June 8th, 2007|
I am now officially in Pullman, Washington for the summer. It's really pretty up here. Come by and visit if you'll be around. Current Mood: blank
|Saturday, May 12th, 2007|
It is finished.
I am now single.
|Tuesday, May 8th, 2007|
Cleaning out the apartment that I've lived in for two years.
Leaving the University I've been at for four years.
Getting ready to clean out my old car (20 yrs old) and move into my new one.
Getting ready to look for a new apartment in Champagne, Illinois.
Getting ready to spend the summer at an internship in Washington State.
Getting ready to have to say goodbye to the fire department for a while.
Fnishing studying for my last final as an undergrad.
Breaking up with the boy I've been dating for over four years... not because I want to but because he's long since given up I guess and there's nothing I can do. He's not even nice anymore. And he really did used to be. He's actually pretty mean to me now. And not that funny mean that some people pull off very well. He's like a different person. I don't understand it. I don't understand why I deserve to be treated so badly by someone who claims he loves me. It's rather depressing, actually.
Well. Back to packing things now. Current Mood: melancholy
|Wednesday, March 15th, 2006|
-Dentist appointment tomorrow morning and then I'm driving to New Orleans. Pray that my car doesn't go all crazy on me.
-I have a phone interview at 2 so I'm at Java House because they wanted me to look at something online that I'll need a high speed connection for, but we have dial-up at my house. I hope it's not too loud in here during the interview.
-Java House isn't as good as Vienna, but Vienna doesn't have wireless, so I'll pretend to like it here. I mean, Java House is nice and everything, but they don't have very good drinks/ they have expensive drinks.
-I hate hate hate searching for an internship. And its not even a full time job. wtf. People's parents make one phone call and they're in without having to put forth any effort. I put forth tons of effort and feel like I generally have the results to show for my efforts. But for some reason, I still can't get a job I want. One more reason for me to go to grad school- because searching for a job is rediculous.
-Houston is pretty boring, but at least my fire station is here
-I hate interviews.
-I finished one of my homeworks thats due when I get back. I think that leaves 2 more to do + 1 test to study for.
-Spring break is a tease.
-But I had some time to work out, which is nice
-Did I mention that I'm bored, and have an hour to wait until my interview?
|Saturday, March 11th, 2006|
|Monday, January 16th, 2006|
|Apartment Next Year
Anyone looking for somewhere to live next year? Steph's graduating but I like our apartment and I'd like to stay here next year if possible, so I need a roommate. So if you're looking for an apartment, give me a call or something of that nature.
Our apartment is really close to campus, its 2-2, rent is 900, and its furnished.
So yeah, if you know anyone, leave me a message.
|Thursday, December 1st, 2005|
TOMORROW IS FRIDAY!!
This was only like the busiest week EVER
oh my goodness.
and i'm so exhausted i just want to sleep for about a week.
|Tuesday, September 27th, 2005|
|!!!! ATTENTION !!!!!
Here is a challenge
for you all:
Copy-paste your friends list on here. Then say something after each name that you would like to say to them, but maybe never have. Even the people you never talk to...
What would you say?
aberbitch: You'll always be "Lindsay from Dallas," who I see at random cool events. Always ready for an adventure
beat_me_down: You’ll always be my honorary little sister. I remember at my birthday parties back in the day, people thought you were my little sister. You might not know this, but I’m proud of you. I’ll always be here if you need me, and I mean that.
Bluebella: We go back to the days of nicknames at recess. Like Stringbean and Skittles and whatnot. I think we made some crazy video freshman year of high school for English or something. And you rocked at Battle of the Bands =-)
Chrisakaruss: Hmm… I don’t think you use live journal anymore. But anyway. You’re very much fun. Also, thanks for helping me with the first C program I had to write because I’d never seen that stuff before, but you might not remember that.
Coneist: I know I haven’t seen you in a long time, but I hope you’re doing well and stuff. We should hang out sometime. Remember the crazy times in that BMS class junior year… or whatever it was called? Always finishing assignments early and listening to music and writing on livejournal. What a crazy class.
diannalovesyou2: You’re good at expressing yourself, really. We should hang out next time I’m in Houston or something. You’re fun to get coffee with and share weird stories with.
Ernebo: You’re a very good soccer player. Also an accomplice for crazy adventures back in high school days. I hope you’re doing well. You’re ambitious and I have a lot of respect for you
Fritzerland: I haven’t seen you since before summer, and I’m not sure if you use livejournal anymore. But… thank you for you and Mimi staying up all night talking with me that one night. You know which one. You guys are great. Good things came from that.
Iamgene: Reggie and the Full Effect? Dancing to doot doot pause doot doot? That was way cool. Oh, at my birthday party one year, it was awesome when yall sang Earth Angel to me and stuff. You were definitely one of my favorite random adventure people. And I always used to feel like I could talk to you about everything…
Jennibee: I don’t know you that well, really, but I remember when we all went to Laser Quest for Lauren’s birthday senior year and IHOP and stuff, that was fun. And your journal is cool =-)
Linzzzz: One of those times I randomly saw you at Tulane, you gave me Pad Thai left over from something, and it was FANTASTIC because I was very hungry. Another time it was Halloween and we all walked around drunk looking for street or bar or something that I don’t think we ever found. You’re very fun.
magnolia85: It’s fun seeing you at Five Dollar Friend shows, but I haven’t been in a while. I should go. You and my sister have the same name. That’s pretty cool.
Oxygenwasteland: Ah, my real sister. I didn’t try at school in highschool either, but there comes a time when you DO have to try. Just be aware of that. When we were little, I always wanted to make sure you’d turn out cool. I tried to “teach” you not to be a brat, to like good music, movies, and general things. When I was little I was so determined for you not to be spoiled like Danielle. I tried to give you my insight on everything. And I’m proud of you, I couldn’t have ended up with a better sister. We may not look very similar, but if you know us you can probably tell pretty easily we’re related.
rainisnice: Never afraid to be different. Also you're confident in your opinions and not afraid to stand your ground.
Scfsara: You’ve always been a big role model for me. I don’t know how often you get on here, so you might not see this. As I tried to do for my sister, I feel you’ve also done for me. Especially the music thing. =-) You’re a really awesome cousin. Also a great cook.
selene212: Whenever you say you have a belief, you really believe it, and you still believe it later. And you back it up. I admire that about you. It’s hard to be that way. You are also a part of waaaayyyy too many fun adventures to list. I wouldn’t know where to start. I remember you always made bad ass tea, though.
Tbobmccoy: Yeah… I don’t think I really know you, but you’re friends with Keith I’m pretty sure
Thisisnotlance: Also part of that crazy BMS class or whatever it was called. I’ve known you since like first grade or something. You’re really smart, and fun and like to do crazy things. And that’s good, because I need people to do fun and crazy things with. I remember in like first grade you used to stick stuff in ant beds or something and not be afraid. That was impressive. =-)
Tingyo: Another cool EE, one of the few I talk to at all outside of school. I should really change that sometime, maybe. Your livejournal always looks interesting and exciting.
tweedledee412: You’re a really good leader. You’ve got that whole leader personality thing I think. And you’re also a part of those “waaay” too many fun adventures to list. Ahhh… like my sophomore year of highschool when we all drank everclear at your house and were all paranoid about stuff… put sheets over the windows. Freakin awesome
undeniablynikki: I hope you like Austin and are finding fun stuff to do here. (No bad intent to Brent intended) And maybe I shouldn’t say this, but I have no doubt you’ll find a guy that’s better for you than Brent. Cause you deserve it. We should hang out more, now that you’re in Austin.
Watchthematches: You have the same last name as me, which is wayyy cool. And you’re awesome at drums.
Wayworn: You gave me that cool Fight Club poster for my birthday one time (I think it was you). I also think you and Alexis were at my house when my dad first announced I was going to get my car, and showed me the picture of that crazy old Volvo.
Yourgirlfriday: The first few times I saw you here at UT, you’d forget that we’d met before. Until I’d say I was Gianpaolo’s date to yall’s prom. Then you’d remember. I thought that was funny.
Zardoz: I had fun at the party at yall’s house a few weeks ago. The trashcan punch was actually very good. Those Hulk hands and light sabers were really cool, too.
Ziffer: You’re one of my sister’s friends, I think. Good. Keep her in line.
|Thursday, September 15th, 2005|
|really messed up dreams
Last night I kept dreaming that my teeth were falling out. It would always be at least 2 or 3 teeth. And they'd fall out randomly. And then I'd freak out and call dentists to put them back in or something. I called 2 dentists who said they couldn't see me for a few days. And I was like no!!! I can't walk around without teeth! I called some other dentist that I barely remembered hearing about. He was really rich and retired, and he didn't want anyone to know he was a dentist. But he still did dentist stuff for a hobby sometimes, and when I called he agreed to help. Although he never actually did.
Even in the dream it seemed really messed up because I was like "No! I brush my teeth all the time! How can this happen to me?" And then I'd think that maybe it wasn't happening and maybe I was dreaming, but I kept finding out that I wasn't dreaming. And then I'd wake up. (This happened like twice, actually, not just once).
And then I went back to sleep, and kept ending up back in the same dream. I'd get back in the dream. And I would find people and tell them "It was a dream! I knew it! It was a dream! My teeth didn't really fall out!" And I would be so relieved.
And at some point in the dream, I think after I came back into the dream. I was imprisoned with a bunch of people who danced and we were dancing behind these bars. The people watching were from high school, and a lot of the other dancers were bailadoras. But it was scary somehow. Because I wasn't supposed to be there. And Amanda was in the audience, right on the other side of the bars. And she was like, "Kate, why are you up there dancing with ?"
And I told them all this stuff my teeth falling out in the dream. And after all that, I went and looked in the mirror and two of my teeth were gone. It was kind of fucked up.
|Monday, September 5th, 2005|
thought this was funny. my siblings. This was at Bennihana on my birthday back in June. hahaha