tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-25768197587862626292011-04-21T22:36:54.317-05:00jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14796534531740209578noreply@blogger.comBlogger31100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576819758786262629.post-85344955333743392112008-08-19T17:26:00.002-05:002008-08-19T17:29:49.356-05:00This is brilliant - digitize old books while doing a common internet task. I'm all about multitasking, and of course, appreciate easy access to any and all books. <br /><br /><a href="http://recaptcha.net/">http://recaptcha.net/</a><br /><br />On a side note, one of the reasons I was drawn to vision research is that even with all the technology we have today, computers still can't match the abilities of the human visual system. Here's to superior visual processing.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576819758786262629-8534495533374339211?l=neuroenginerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14796534531740209578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576819758786262629.post-2137801352090499122008-07-24T10:53:00.001-05:002008-07-24T10:55:55.070-05:00I think I buy the therapeutic value of writing... maybe not from the experiments mentioned, but from personal experience.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=the-healthy-type">http://www.sciam.com/article.cfm?id=the-healthy-type</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576819758786262629-213780135209049912?l=neuroenginerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14796534531740209578noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2576819758786262629.post-7591661484803185582008-07-23T19:46:00.003-05:002008-07-29T14:40:16.651-05:00<span style="font-family:arial;">I've been ruminating on whether to start up a blog/public journal again.. and as of late just couldn't think of a good first entry. Then it dawned on me, what better way than with this questionnaire to show what I've done, what I'm doing, and what I will be doing (circa June/July in the following time frames):<br /><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">20 Years Ago</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I was living in Dayton, Ohio with my parents and younger sister. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I wanted to be a firefighter by day and ballerina by night. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I was really excited to start kindergarten in the fall - already a huge nerd : )</span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">15 Years Ago</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I was living in Layton, Utah with my parents, sister, and beloved cat Fudgey.</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I wanted to write books for a living. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Loved spending time with my neighborhood friends - Steph, Natalie, Crystal... </span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">10 Years Ago<br /></span></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I was in transit between Yorktown, Virginia and Tucson, Arizona with my parents, younger sister, and Fudgey. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">After completing a year in a special program for English and art history, I realized I wasn't as good of a writer as my peers, but fell in love with biology after my teacher expressed all the things "[we] could discover."</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I really didn't want to move - I liked my high school and the opportunities it provided, and had a great group of friends with similar interests and passion for learning. </span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">5 Years Ago</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">My sister and I moved into an apartment together in Tempe, Arizona, and then I spent most of the summer studying abroad in Greece, Italy, and Croatia. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I was earning a degree in bioengineering and was pretty sure I wanted a job in industry doing research and development. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I really fell in love with traveling and experiencing the world - I've had a trip overseas every year since. </span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">3 Years Ago</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Again in transit - I lived with my parents in Germany for a few weeks, then with my grandparents in Sleepy Eye, Minnesota, until I found a place to call home in Minneapolis (well.. Minnetonka, but that's another story).</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Was about to start a PhD program in Neuroscience... still hoping to do R&amp;D for a company someday. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I finally felt like I was "home" - I really loved spending time with my extended family that summer and MN just seemed to fit right with me. </span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">1 Year Ago</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Pretty much settled in my apartment that I share with my cat Neuro, in Minneapolis, MN. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Had no clue what I was going to do when I graduate. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">I split my time between lab and a full time internship at 3M... holy cow that summer was insane.<br /></span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">This Year</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Still in my apartment, chillaxing with Neuro, some fish, and various plants. </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Still have no idea what I want to do when 'I grow up' </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Taking the summer easy - spending more time with family, doing side projects, and trying to remember what it's like not to work every waking hour of the day.</span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Yesterday</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Got a lot of work done (despite much software crashing)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Met up with some friends for $2 cheeseburgers at Sally's</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Stayed up too late watching Food Network and Sci Fi channel on my new tv. </span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Today</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Enjoyed no crashing of the software necessary to analyze my data! </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Watched a friend defend his thesis and later went to his celebratory party</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Finally decided to start this blog... (is that too obvious? today really wasn't too interesting..)<br /></span></li></ul><span style="font-family:arial;"><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">Next Year</span><br /></span><ul><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Hopefully will have some research published... </span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">Hopefully will have figured out a career path... (other than alternate plans of: goat herding, playing in the vegetable opera, and gelato making)</span></li><li><span style="font-family:arial;">??? I'll cross that bridge when I get to it, as my mom likes to say... </span></li></ul><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2576819758786262629-759166148480318558?l=neuroenginerd.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14796534531740209578noreply@blogger.com0