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I graduated last May with a Math/Stat double major.
Congrats. You find a job? And if so, what do you do? Who hires all Math/Stat majors? I have a friend that got a Math degree a few years ago and has been unable to find a job utilizing his degree down here. It's probably mostly due to him being lazy. I'm just curious. I'm a chemical engineer, btw, with 5 years of industry experience.
Thanks! I've been working at the IMF building models. We take thousand of series and run them through these models we build (R, Matlab, etc.) to get a few dozen metrics of how the economy is doing. Everyone who I graduated with is doing some sort of analytics work, so it's out there. DC is a huge hub for that activity though, so I got very lucky in that regard. I really enjoyed chemistry when I took it. Mulled over minoring in it, but labs were at insane hours, but really something I wished I had gotten to take more courses in.
Everyone who I graduated with is doing some sort of analytics work, so it's out there.
Are you referring to financial analytics here, or something else?
Not exclusively, but many are. While some people are at hedge funds, actuarial firms, and doing market research, I have friends working at the Census Bureau, Nielsen (tv ratings), and quality control at industrial plants.
There's a kind of razor's edge happening on the line of sudden victory and defeat.
Perfectly put Dave Maynar, that echoes my exact feelings about the sport and why I find it so engrossing. MMA is one of the only sports I can think of that you never really know who's going to win until they've won. Countless times I've seen a fight where one fighter has been pounded to pieces for several rounds than *snap* they land a solid counter move and just like that in one 1/2 second the fight completely shifts the other way. I LOVE that unpredictability!
Music is the central core of my identity. At the age of 4 I would listen to Kiss, AC/DC and Queen records over and over and over again while I played in my room and fantasize about meeting them or seeing them in concert. I started playing and learning music when I was 8. That passion is the ONLY constant and unchanging thing in my life. I derive a tremendous amount of comfort from that & it's something that short of brain death can never be taken from me.
Outside of music space is the place! I'm endlessly fascinated by anything cosmology, astronomy or astrophysics. The fascination started when I was tripping one night and looking at the moon. Until that point the sun, moon & stars always seemed like an abstract idea, not exactly "real". Not real like birds or rocks or trees or more tangible objects I could reach out and touch. Looking at the moon that night it struck me, "That thing is actually there, it exists and you could physically touch it if you were able. It's massive, 1/4 the size of the planet I'm on, and it's just floating there in empty space. It's very far away, over 200,000 miles. And that impossible to conceive distance between me and the moon is a thing that exists as well. Empty space. I knew that the stars in the sky were at least several light years away. They also exist, they're actually there. So great is the distance between me and those stars that their light is not instantaneous like the light coming from the lamp in my room, it has traveled years, TRILLIONS OF MILES, to catch my eye. And that distance is a thing that also exists. An unimaginable vastness. And those are just things in our galaxy. Beyond our galaxy are billions of others, they actually exist, you could visit them if you were able. The distances between me and those galaxies is inconceivable, but it is very real." The incomprehensible vastness of space is transcendentally inspiring, profound and beautiful to me. I AM a space junkie!
I'm huge into hiking. -About halfway through my junior year of college I almost dropped out from substance abuse problems. I had packed up and gone home. I eventually got talked into going back after missing a week of cldonkeys, but after talking with friends and professors I decided I needed a hobby other than partying and getting high. I discovered the mountaineering and whitewater club and discovered hiking. I never went hiking growing up because I lived at the beach and was more into surfing and the likes. After my first hike I was in a great amount of pain, but new I had stumbled onto something great. It was a new, natural way to get high. After a few months in the club I found out about the Appalachian Trail and did some research on it. I made it a goal of mine to thru-hike the entire thing. Within 4 months of graduating I started what is easily the greatest thing I ever accomplished in my life. I finished the AT about 6 months later and it changed me forever. Now I have to hike all the time. I get seriously depressed if I go too long without being outside and away from society. The AT made me very cynical towards society and humanity, but it put me in the best shape of my life (in certain aspects) and kept me that way. It's what I live for now and I can't wait to thru-hike the Pacific Crest Trail in 2015.
My brother is starting the AT Southbound 3 days after Bonnaroo this year! He is so pumped. He's been planning for a couple years. I plan on meeting him at some point to do a leg, and then we're all (family) gonna be at the Georgia end to cheer him "over the finish line" so to speak. I'm so excited to see him accomplish this goal he's had, and it's really inspiring to hear your story about hiking the AT as well. Thanks for sharing!
It takes a lot of guts to go Southbound IMO. Only about a fourth of a year's given AT hikers will go South. It's proven to be a tougher hike, and a lot more dangerous. When he gets about halfway through going into Virginia, there will be days, maybe weeks at a time when he is alone with no other hikers. And when he hits the South it will be hunting season. It's illegal to hunt on the AT but that doesn't stop some people. Tell your brother I wish him the best of luck and God Speed!
Knowing you folks makes me realize how I'm not a well-rounded individual. It's easy for people to identify me with music as it's probably my biggest passion. I've always been a collector. Records, bicycles, tattoos .. I even have a room full(back in Roanoke) of vintage manual typewriters. Thankfully, I have someone to tell me to put it back, you don't need it. Up until a few years ago, I was starting to look like that crazy guy with the house full of junk.
Beyond hording, I have nothing. I had to give up bicycles after the "accident". I cook but school left a bad taste in my mouth, so to speak.
My brother is starting the AT Southbound 3 days after Bonnaroo this year! He is so pumped. He's been planning for a couple years. I plan on meeting him at some point to do a leg, and then we're all (family) gonna be at the Georgia end to cheer him "over the finish line" so to speak. I'm so excited to see him accomplish this goal he's had, and it's really inspiring to hear your story about hiking the AT as well. Thanks for sharing!
It takes a lot of guts to go Southbound IMO. Only about a fourth of a year's given AT hikers will go South. It's proven to be a tougher hike, and a lot more dangerous. When he gets about halfway through going into Virginia, there will be days, maybe weeks at a time when he is alone with no other hikers. And when he hits the South it will be hunting season. It's illegal to hunt on the AT but that doesn't stop some people. Tell your brother I wish him the best of luck and God Speed!
THANK YOU! I will. He has done so much research on it, i read something about the flys up at the beginning of the trail in july, and he just casually responded - "yeah, I have a head net." ...ARE YOU SERIOUS BRO? Then I read about how he's gonna have to cross some streams up to his chest carrying his pack over his head, and I told him he has GOT to wait to cross those places until he's found a fellow hiker or something, and he said, "Yeah, it'll be a little scary. But I'm ready for it, and the currents aren't so fast that I'll be swept away." ........he is amazing me. I also work in an arena where safety is a huge deal, and I have a stack of neon orange and yellow stuff to give him for when he gets down here in the south too. SHEESh. I know he's gonna finish it - the thought hasn't even crossed his mind that he wont finish, he's so determined. It makes me super proud. Maybe I will hike with him in Virginia so he wont be alone for so long Thank you again for all the advice!!! It's likely educating ME more than HIM, but still - every single bit counts, and it's awesome that it's coming from an AT Vet!
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Playing music and being outdoors have always been my interests. I grew up in a musical family and was "forced" to learn violin at a young age. Couldn't thank my parents enough now. Really helped me out when learning other instruments. Taking on Mt. Rainier in July with my cousins and some friends without a guide. Only going to be my 2nd time out west and can't wait. If anyone knows any cool things to do around Washington let me know. We are going to be there about 9 days 3 or so on the mountain.
Knowing you folks makes me realize how I'm not a well-rounded individual. It's easy for people to identify me with music as it's probably my biggest passion. I've always been a collector. Records, bicycles, tattoos .. I even have a room full(back in Roanoke) of vintage manual typewriters. Thankfully, I have someone to tell me to put it back, you don't need it. Up until a few years ago, I was starting to look like that crazy guy with the house full of junk.
Beyond hording, I have nothing. I had to give up bicycles after the "accident". I cook but school left a bad taste in my mouth, so to speak.
I need a hobby.
Ha. Caddyshaq is also a hoarder/packrat. That dude goes to local flea market every weekend and scores all kinds of cool shiz, but mostly records. My record collection is pretty nice, probably around 500-600 (haven't counted in a while), but his is ridiculous (probably over 3000).
Are you referring to financial analytics here, or something else?
Not exclusively, but many are. While some people are at hedge funds, actuarial firms, and doing market research, I have friends working at the Census Bureau, Nielsen (tv ratings), and quality control at industrial plants.
See this is just another task for engineers here. It's probably because it's a bit more complicated than your typical six sigma analysis though and we have to determine sources of contamination through a variety of different types of lab results. It really takes a strong understanding of the processes and their interaction with one another to determine the source of contamination. So I guess that's why we don't have any math/stat people here other than in accounting. You're obviously streets ahead of an accountant if you're building models though. Mathematical modeling is probably the most daunting task in any field. I have nightmares about getting handed projects that involve transport phenomena & thermodynamic modeling that are more complicated than what we had to do in grad school. "Um, I think we may need to hire a consultant for this part." One of my colleagues is currently back in school for his PhD while working here 40 hours a week. Quack that.
Post by Яoo-me-sidewayz on Apr 4, 2013 9:59:08 GMT -5
I figure there's no better way to write my first post than to share my interests, right here with you lucky individuals. I found myself walking through a local pet store one day with my daughter when I noticed her eyes light up when we were walking by the fish. At that moment I knew I was going to get back into the aquarium hobby, little did I know how quickly that fire would reignite from when I was younger. I have always had at least one aquarium around the house whether it was filled with fish, snakes, turtles, frogs, or anything ese that could live in a glass home. So I bought a 55 gallon tank off of Craigslist and within a matter of months we had 9 fish tanks in the house ranging from 10 to 135 gallons with hundreds of fish from around the world. Unfortunately the house we were renting at the time was sold, our family had to move to a much smaller apartment, and had to greatly reduce the number of tanks we had. When looking for apartments we had to find the perfect one that would allow me to take my 6 foot-135 gallon tank with us. I sold off a majority of my tanks and moved into the apartment with my 2 tanks. I wasn't satisfied with just the two, but since I couldn't keep hundreds of different species like I was used to I decided to devote all of my time into one specific species, which IMO is the most gorgeous freshwater fish on the planet, the discus. It was amazing how fast I could find room to put more tanks in a small apartment...I went from from my 135g planted discus display tank and a qt tank, and then added a tank for my breeding pair of LSS (super eruptions) and a tank for raising the fry. I have also been growing and selling my own aquatic plants that I keep in my display tank. This allows me to share the love of my fish and plants with others wanting to start out trying discus. Here is a picture of my female breeder.
It takes a lot of guts to go Southbound IMO. Only about a fourth of a year's given AT hikers will go South. It's proven to be a tougher hike, and a lot more dangerous. When he gets about halfway through going into Virginia, there will be days, maybe weeks at a time when he is alone with no other hikers. And when he hits the South it will be hunting season. It's illegal to hunt on the AT but that doesn't stop some people. Tell your brother I wish him the best of luck and God Speed!
THANK YOU! I will. He has done so much research on it, i read something about the flys up at the beginning of the trail in july, and he just casually responded - "yeah, I have a head net." ...ARE YOU SERIOUS BRO? Then I read about how he's gonna have to cross some streams up to his chest carrying his pack over his head, and I told him he has GOT to wait to cross those places until he's found a fellow hiker or something, and he said, "Yeah, it'll be a little scary. But I'm ready for it, and the currents aren't so fast that I'll be swept away." ........he is amazing me. I also work in an arena where safety is a huge deal, and I have a stack of neon orange and yellow stuff to give him for when he gets down here in the south too. SHEESh. I know he's gonna finish it - the thought hasn't even crossed his mind that he wont finish, he's so determined. It makes me super proud. Maybe I will hike with him in Virginia so he wont be alone for so long Thank you again for all the advice!!! It's likely educating ME more than HIM, but still - every single bit counts, and it's awesome that it's coming from an AT Vet!
Yeah the black flies in Maine in June and July are supposed to be hell. I didn't get to Maine until September so that wasn't a problem for me. And yes in Maine there are no bridges for any type of water crossing so there are several fords he'll have to do. All but one can easily be done just by careful footwork, but there is that one that would be much better to do by canoe as the water can easily go chest/neck deep with very unpredictable currents. There is a guy who runs a canoe ferry for several hours two times a day. I was saying "yeah I'll ford the river myself, I can do it, I've hiked 2000 miles nothing will stop me" and then I saw the river and I said "yeah f*ck that I'm taking the canoe."
And his determination to finish is very admirable. There are of course some factors that can't be controlled, but as the saying for my hiking club in Korea goes, "Only you can stop you." He'll have the time of his life.
i craft. my father was an artist and a silversmith. while growing up he encouraged all my creative endeavors. i did all types of crafts growing up. i was very introverted and spent a lot of time in my room listening to music and making things. i went through a serious hemp jewelry phase in high school. still have a ton of it. i enjoy it all. creating things makes me happy.
most of my other interest fade in and out on their level of importance, but crafting has always been a constant.
Post by NothingButFlowers on Apr 5, 2013 0:50:44 GMT -5
I like to sew. I always kind of wanted to learn how, so when my grandmother decided to upgrade her sewing machine, I took her old one. Then it sat unused on my desk for like a year. After we moved out here, and we had a spare bedroom where I could set myself up, I decided it was time I gave it a go. So I bought a book and set about teaching myself how to make stuff. That was three years ago now, and I doubt I'll ever stop.
A lot of it is about the finished product for me. I love finishing something and being able to look at it and think, "I made that!" But I'm also getting to where I really love the process of making the project too. Although I still get frustrated (and I learned this week I should not try to sew to calm myself down when I'm upset), I am starting to appreciate the acts of ironing and cutting and sewing. As I'm getting better and doing more complicated projects, I get satisfaction out of the individual components as they come together.
The other part of it is that I've always wanted to do something creative. When I was a kid, I wanted to be a writer or a fashion designer. But as it turns out, I am not really a particularly creative person. It just is not the way my mind works. I like instructions. I need recipes to cook and patterns to sew. So pretty much everything I make is from someone else's pattern, but I feel like I am able to exercise at least a little creativity by picking out fabrics and buttons and such for my projects. And I get to be proud of meticulously following directions to put together a well made finished project.
Post by Grizzly with a Sword on Apr 5, 2013 1:48:16 GMT -5
I am a big time baseball geek. I have been playing since I was 6. I was lucky enough to play in college. I do anything really to be around the game now. I was the assistant head coach for a high school baseball team in Chicago while I was living there and now I am helping a friend out and coaching his nephew's little league team. Coaching is an interesting word for since they are 7, 8, & 9 yr olds so it is more of teaching the game but it is still just as fun. Also have a love for college football and anything UCF.
I like being outdoors an incredible amount. Probably the enjoyment of being outside is only furthered by being inside all day for work. Anything relaxing or gets my heart going outside I'll give it a try. I grew up surfing and from there got into Kayaking. Kayaking eventually led me into Hiking although I haven't done that since I left Chicago unfortunately. Starved Rock is a great place to head over to and enjoy for any of you people in the Illinois/Indiana area if you are looking for a day trip for hiking or making multiple days of it. Since then it has been all about salt water fishing. Catching grouper, barracuda, etc and being out on the boat is a blast.
I'm big into history as well. When you grow up around it in Virginia you are constantly learning American history and taking school field trips to Williamsburg, Jamestown, Yorktown, D.C. and so forth. The love for history grows with you there and stays with you the rest of your life.
I love to read as well. I'll pretty much read anything and give it a try to see if the story compels me. Most of my reading now is done through scientific journals and research articles but they are still incredibly interesting just the same. I like a good video game as well. I play the sports games and they are great but love a good story line that will get me hooked like Mass Effect or Bioshock.
Also my Corgi, Wrigley. She is the best. Named after Wrigley field as Ryne Sandberg is the player that got me into baseball and playing second base.
Flanzo, et al: I've been getting interested in MMA more and more since I ghost-wrote a training manual for an MMA coach in Myrtle Beach about eighteen months ago. Then last fall I started training in boxing, wrestling, and jujitsu myself, with a good friend who was once a national-class college wrestler and now runs a boxing gym out of his basement. I don't watch too many matches or even follow the sport very much, but I train four nights a week.
What attracted me to MMA was that the majority of the fighters I know seem to carry themselves with a quiet, unshakable confidence, and they're profoundly respectful of others, as if they have nothing to prove to anybody and are content to be who they are where they are. It's something so few people seem to have elsewhere in society, but they've got it in spades. Who wouldn't want that? There's also the knowledge that you can give a good account of yourself if a situation goes physical.
Since I train better with a goal, I've committed to fighting in a charity boxing match this Christmas. It'll be my first-ever...well...sanctioned fight, at least. It benefits a local children's charity.
And then Mayonaise & friends: I've only section-hiked, but the first time I ever climbed Katahdin was back in the late 90s when my brother, a northbounder code-named "Monkey Butt," finished his hike. I met him at...oh, God...either the Abol campground, or maybe Katahdin Stream, and I found him sitting on a stone wall eating brown gravy mix out of a packet. It was his very last food. So I fed him and then we walked up to the terminus sign together, where I surprised him by whipping a bottle of champagne and a couple of crystal flutes. We got happily buzzed in the fog. Later on, when I was living in Boston, my wife and I went back up there every fall, and we always took about ten times the food we needed so we could whip out these huge gourmet camping means for whatever hungry thru-hikers happened to wander by.
Very good memories. My brother's a fast hiker, but it took him just under six months to finish because halfway through he developed horrible tendonitis in one foot, and had to stop. He almost came off the trail, but got stubborn and decided just to camp for a couple of weeks at the same place until he healed up. When he finally laid his hand on the northern terminus sign, he cried.