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12 of 12: May 2009

Tuesday, May 12th, 2009

It’s time, once again, for 12 of 12!

This month … the 12th falls once again on a Tuesday.  I’ll admit it, fellow 12ers, I’m tapped out.  I’m out of ideas on how to make a normal Tuesday in the office seem interesting, so this month I played around with post-processing and making the photos look cool after the fact.  Nearly all of these are presets for Lightroom that have been developed by the very cool Matt Kloskowski — if you like them, check out his Web site and download your own.

Anyway …

6:50 am: Tollway to heaven?

May09-1

On the way to work …

7:47 am: Wasting Water

May09-2

OK, maybe not.  The University does collect all of its wastewater and use it in the campus-wide cooling system.  But, damn, do they have to water those stupid ferns every morning?  It’s starting to look like Jurassic Park!

7:48 am: Iconic Architecture

May09-3

The Texas Union and the Tower atop the Main Building.  Doesn’t get more picture postcard-y than that!  I’ve said it before, but it bears repeating: my undergraduate institution looked like something that Stalin might have built to subdue Poland, so I do enjoy the limestone and red clay-tile roofs.

7:51 am: Stephen F. Austin is a Zombie!

May09-4

OK, I give up.  What do you think this mural is saying?

7:53 am: Shadow and Light

May09-5

The lady at Jamba Juice was taking too long to make my smoothie, so I started making her nervous by taking a picture of the shadow pattern on the floor.  That’ll learn ‘er.

8:49 am: Ready to work … ?

May09-6

We’re getting ready to publish a new edition of the book Year of the Elephant by the Moroccan writer Laila Abouzeid.  I offered to fund part of the publication if we can market the books to classrooms, which necessitates writing a study guide.  Somehow that wound up being my job.  So, I’m sitting here trying to send “go away” vibes while reading the book and taking copious notes.  The problem is that this tactic never works — I don’t really have space in my office to spread out while I read, but people interrupt me if I use the conference table.  I’ve got to find a better place to work on stuff like this.

10:25 am: Facebook silliness!

May09-7

Which Middle Eastern Dictator Am I?  Turns out I’m Hafez al-Asad from Syria!  Armed with this information, I can now safely declare my life complete.  (I would have guessed King Hussein of Jordan, but whatevs.)

3:11 pm: Playin’ with Clay

May09-8

I’m supposed to give a talk in a few weeks on “the Islamic City,” and, unlike other talks, I’ve decided not to wait until the last second to think about what I want to say on the topic.  However, there’s a bit of a problem with the ability to work uninterrupted that I previously mentioned.

But, look!  This guy who wrote this book made models of the city plans of the 7th century Arab cities with clay, and he published them in his book.  That’s so cool!  I want to do that.  I could … and probably have … drawn maps of medieval Cairo on cocktail napkins.

Why, yes, I am a massive dork.  Why do you ask?

5:31 pm: Doggie grin

May09-9

It’s already too hot to walk Mocha in the afternoons – it’s been in the mid 90s for the past two weeks (mid 30s for those of you who speak Celsius).  I’m trying to train her to get used to evening walks, but she still follows me around the second I get home.  It’s always me when she wants a walk, and Ray when she wants food.

5:35 pm: Baby Limes

May09-10

I’m trying not to be the obsessive plant stalker and inspecting my garden every day … just every few days.  I’ve got some Hungarian wax peppers almost ready to pick, and the lime tree has little baby limes all over it.  They’re about the size of a pistachio right now, but they’ll get there…all at once.  And then I’ll have to figure out what to do with dozens of limes.

6:03 pm: Party Planning

May09-11

Ray’s birthday is coming up, and so there will be a party.  I’m trying to make a shopping list so that I can hit the grocery tomorrow because Thursday evening will be spent wrapping jalapeños in bacon.  If you haven’t tried it, don’t knock it.

This is the fun kind of homework.  Certainly more fun than this:

May09-12

Yeah, I brought my work home with me.  Ray has to study tonight for his macroeconomics final, so I figured I’d make some productive use of the quiet time.  And I’d probably better stop posting my 12 of 12 and actually get to it!

Happy 12th everyone!

Summer Prep

Thursday, May 7th, 2009

I’ve been in denial for the past couple of weeks about the fact that we’re entering the hot season (we really only have two seasons here: hot and Hell).  Last weekend, however, I had to break down and ask Ray if we could turn on the air conditioning.  It’s really not that hot, but it’s been really rainy and the humidity is horrific.

I’m working on a presentation that I have to give next month, and, thanks to the advent of the InterWebz I can download PDF versions of articles from academic journals without leaving my office.  However, it became clear that there was a really useful book that lives only on the shelves of the HT section on the fourth floor of the Perry-Castañeda Library (how antiquated!).

And so, I had to revisit my summer preparation for crossing campus without acquiring massive sweat stains on my clothes.  It goes something like this:

1. Take the elevator down to the 1st floor and leave my building via the service entrance door in the back.

2. Depending on the level of heat and/or humidity, I can either cross the street and enter the rear of Parlin Hall or I can walk up the hill.  The stairs are on the outside of Parlin, so there’s not a huge advantage except that there’s air conditioning at the top of the incline.

3. Cross the South Mall and enter Batts Hall.  Batts Hall connects to Mezes Hall which connects to Benedict Hall.  There are internal stairs, but the air conditioning is extremely powerful.  BONUS POINTS if students are making out, sleeping, or crying in the stairwells.  EXTRA BONUS POINTS if the students making out are of the same sex, two or more students are spooning as they nap, or if it’s possible to determine without breaking stride why the student is crying.

4. Exit Benedict Hall through the rear door and take the footbridge across 21st Street to the Massive Concrete Monolith that is the UTC building.  Take escalator to ground level.  The escalator is external, but it’s an escalator and requires no physical effort on my part.

5. Walk the last few dozen meters to the entrance of the PCL.  Determine that books with call numbers prefixed HT are housed on the 4th floor and take elevator up.  Find desired book and spend some time investigating books filed next to it.  Find a couple others that might be useful.  One is in Arabic — most of it is in technical language that’s over my head, but the maps will be useful.

6.  Return to check-out area, transact with underpaid work-study student who identifies the language of my non-English book as “Islamic,” then attempts to scold me when I inform her that the book is “backwards” (checkout slips go in the front cover — on a book written in a right-to-left language the slip would, to the casual observer, appear at first glance to inside the back cover) by saying, “Well, maybe that’s the front to them.”  I consider pointing out that if I didn’t know that, I would have no reason to check the book out in the first place, but think better of it and leave.

7. Follow steps outlined above in reverse.  Return to office and discover that all books I checked out are completely useless.

So far, I’ve come up with similar plans for just about everywhere on campus I need to go.  It’s amazing the amount of air conditioning you can duck through ‘twixt here and there.

And, yeah … it’s Thursday :)

Readin’, Ritin’ and Revivin’

Tuesday, May 5th, 2009

There are some times that I am less OK living in Texas than others.  The passage of the state’s second Defense of Marriage Act was one of them.  I fear we’re coming up on another, and I feel like I should be able to do something about it, but I don’t know what.

It’s come to the attention of just about everyone that the State Board of Education has been taken over by a bunch of radical loonies.  These are the sorts of conservatives who make conservatives uncomfortable, and somehow they managed to take over the body that’s charged with revising and implementing educational standards at the K-12 level.  (Thank Bob it’s only K-12.)

This would be the same board chaired by a dentist (!) from College Station who came under fire shortly before the board’s final vote on revised science standards for endorsing a book that referred to supporters of evolution as “monsters,” “atheists,” and “morons.” I want to make it clear that the board currently leans in the direction that believes that if you ain’t their kind of Christian, you’re not a Christian at all.  (The fact that this is exactly the kind of logic that Osama bin Laden and his ilk use is the kind of irony that isn’t lost on me, but would be shot down as “totally different” were it brought to their attention.)

Earlier this year, a call went out for people to review the social studies standards.  As an historian who works with K-12 educators a lot in my line of work, I put my name in.  I didn’t get selected, and it didn’t take long enough to realize why.  I didn’t know that the SBOE member who represents my district had sent out an e-mail claiming that Obama was a terrorist sympathizer, and that an attack by said terrorists would take place in the first six months of his administration, followed by the implementation of martial law.  (Perhaps we should secede just in case?)

Clearly my passioned e-mail describing my committment to global competencies was a bad idea.

I know several people who did get appointed to the committees (two of them went with me to Egypt in 2005).  One of them, a University professor at a rival institution, was appointed to the economics review committee and managed to cause a horrific furor when he had the audacity to suggest that the term “free enterprise system” be replaced with “capitalism” in the standards.  “Capitalism,” after all, is what it’s called in every college textbook, and he thought that it would be appropriate for K-12 students to use the same terminology that they would use in college.  Why call the same thing two different names?

To say that this was received very badly would be an understatement.  As I was told later, when one of the SBOE members saw this proposed change, she stood up and screamed, “What kind of anti-American sonofabitch did this?  You should be ashamed!  I swear, whoever you are, if you were one of my appointments, you can consider yourself fired!”  (note: committee members are unpaid – it’s all volunteer work.)

My other friend wrote me to say that, while her committee was congenial, others were concerned that “too much attention” was being paid to the rest of the world at the expense of “our” history. Another friend told of how someone was appointed to her review committee–which was to oversee one of the years of world studies–whose sole purpose was to state over and over that he had moral objections to students studying other cultures.

For the record, Texas schoolchildren have two years of American history (grades 8 and 11), one year of government (grade 12), one full year of Texas history (grade 7), world cultures (6), world history (10), and world geography (9).  More than one board member has stated the desire to replace either the 9th or 10th grade course with a third year of American history, apparently being unaware that the 12th grade government course is entirely American history content.

It gets better.

After the first round of review committee meetings, the board cancelled the second round, apparently afraid that further anti-Americanism might ensue, so they’ve decided to appont an “expert panel” to guide the revision process.

First up?  David Barton and the Reverend Peter Marshall.

In his books and teachings, [David Barton] argues that separation of church and state is a myth and that America’s laws should be based solely on Biblical scriptures. His numerous claims include that the Bible forbids income and capitol gains Taxes. Barton’s views are so far right that even such groups as the Texas Baptists Committee and the Baptist Joint Committee have been vocal critics of his interpretations of history and the U.S. Constitution.

Even better: “Marshall has previously suggested that the California wildfires and Hurricane Katrina were divine punishments on society for the tolerance of homosexuality.”

TODAY comes the news that they’re considering LYNNE CHENEY for the expert panel.

Cheney is well-known for crusading against national history and social studies standards in the 1990s, calling the standards–which the National Endowment for the Humanities helped fund while Cheney was its chair–”grim and gloomy.” Cheney also denounced the standards as a monument to political correctness, claimed they gave insufficient attention to Confederate General Robert E. Lee and the Wright brothers and focusing far too much on figures like Harriet Tubman, and worried that they concentrated too much on embarrassing episodes in the nation’s history, such as the Ku Klux Klan and McCarthyism.

Outraged?  You should be.  The science standards revision made us uncomfortable by flirting with intelligent design–this will make us look like fools.  The next revision won’t happen for another decade, by which point our students will be the laughingstock of the country.

I still can’t tell what can be done about this twisted version of Evangelicals Gone Wild!  I’ve got half a dozen pleas in my inbox to help find real experts to testify before the SBOE, but it’s obvious they don’t care what people like us think.  If you live in Texas, write your state legislator–seriously.  The Lege is already moving to restrict the power of the SBOE after the science and English debacles.

I know that there’s probably very little that I can do about this … but I’ll feel better when it’s all over knowing I did what I could.

12 of 12: December 2008

Friday, December 12th, 2008

I did it!  I did all 12 12 of 12s for 2008!  … damn, that’s a lot of 12s.

I have to take a minute to send very positive thoughts in the direction of Chad Darnell, aka the one who thought up the 12 of 12 idea in the first place.  Chad recently had a testicle removed and the doctors have confirmed that the mass was cancerous, so he is about to go through many rough months with testing and treatment for it.  I don’t actually know Chad personally, but I’m sort of a believer in the karmic philosophy, so I’m sending out the positive vibes.

And now, on with the 12!

6:36 am: Don’t leave home without it:

December-12

7:14 am: Field of Yield:

December-11

The garage where I park on a daily basis recently got the floor sandblasted and repainted.  The day it happened, Bev and I were walking to my car after work and I noticed that they had painted YIELD (as above) no less than seven times (that pattern of five in the upper left are all identical to the square in the foreground).

I paused for a second and took on a musing pose.  “I sense that they’re trying to tell us that they want us to do something here,” I said, “But I can’t figure out what it is.” 

Ever since then, Bev giggles uncontrollably every time we walk by it.

11:33 am: House Cleaning:

December-10

I’ve been using my computer desktop as a storage space for ages, and I decided today to bite the bullet and clean it up and stick all the little files away where they belong.

Who knew my screen was so big?

11:50 am: Winter at Last:

December-9

Winter has sort of arrived in Texas.  Usually around this time of year, the leaves suddenly turn brown and fall off the trees with an audible thud.  Thus year hasn’t been much different.  We didn’t get enough rain to make the leaves turn pretty colors.

11:52 am: Fine Dinin’

December-8

I hate intersession at the University.  All the decent places to eat close and you’re left with … well, this.

12:11 pm: A Little Light Reading:

December-7

A few years ago I decided to make use of my god given hour for lunch and I generally use it to sprawl down on the sofa in my office and read one of the many, many, many books on the shelf.  Here I’m re-reading Albert Hourani’s classic “A History of the Arab Peoples.”  I could probably teach the book instead, but it’s nice to refresh myself every once in a while.

2:42 pm: Meeting:

December-6

Natalie: “Oh, god, are you doing that 12 of 12 thing again?”
Me: “Yup.”
Her: “Don’t point that camera at me.  Dork.”

So I pointed the camera at Rachel instead.

5:39 pm: My widdle cowwege student:

December-5

Ray is finally going back to school.  He’s been talking about this since I met him, but he just decided to up and do it.  He got his application in, and he had his meeting with the admissions counselor today.  He’s all set to start up at Austin Community College at the end of January.  They have a pretty neat program where they can get you your Associate’s and then work with you to transfer to a four-year university–in Ray’s case, it’ll most likely be Texas State, which just opened an extension campus right up the street from our house.  I’m very proud of him.

Here he’s showing me all of his paperwork.  He’s taking an English course and a course in Macroeconomics.  I hate to say it, but I barely remember my macroeconomics course.  I kinda took it because I had to and forgot it three seconds later.  Jeez, I hope he’s not counting on me to help him with his homework … :|

Mocha wants her picture taken, too:

December-4

5:53 pm: Look, honey, I refilled the ink cartridges!

December-3

Aww, sweetie.  You shouldn’t have.  Really.

5:55 pm: Do I want wine?

December-2

It’s chilly out, and I don’t have any red.  Plus, I’m being annoying by taking really close up pictures.

How about some 7 and 7?

December-1

As Borat would say, niiiiice.

It’s going to be a weird weekend.  Tomorrow I have a funeral to go to in the morning, which I’m dreading.  Even though I greatly respected the person who passed, I still don’t like funerals.  And then in the evening we’re going to a holiday party, which will be a bit of debauchery.  From one extreme to the other.

At any rate.  I hope your Friday went well — happy weekend, y’all!  And Merry Christmas, ‘Eid Mubarak, and Happy Hanukah!

Goodbye to all that

Tuesday, December 9th, 2008

No, it’s not another funeral post. I have, however, held off for posting for a few days — I’ve been waiting for inspiration on a topic that didn’t strike me as completely inappropriate considering the number of people who’ve arrived here looking for BJ’s obituary.

I commented in my therapy session yesterday that I’ve been in a pretty decent mood lately. I’ve been productive and energetic at work, and the doom and gloom of the past few months seems to have lifted. I won’t go into the details here, as there are some things that don’t need to be out in public, but the past few months have been very difficult, both personally and professionally. I don’t want to jinx it by saying, “Phew! It’s over!” so instead I’ll say, “Phew! I seem to be moving past it!”

I’m really happy that I’m finally energized at work again. I’ve been in the doldrums for a while, feeling completely uninspired and listless. Natalie and I have finally come to terms with the fact that our project that’s been on life support just needs to be cryofrozen and revived after the summer. Maybe next year will look better — either way, this is a shit-tacular time to be trying to raise money for educator training. Perhaps if we were, say, applying to the Dublin municipal council for a grant of €350,000 for faerie lights to hang all over the place we’d have better luck. Who knows?

I’ve been busy putting together little projects for myself: an art exhibition here (we only need $18,000 for that one, and for some bizarre reason when you’re doing stuff with art it’s rather easy to raise money), and a program in Turkey there.

Yes, it looks like I might get myself to Turkey this summer, which raises the question: should I take some extra time afterwards to jet down to Cairo? I haven’t been in three years. I need my fix. I need to spend a day getting lost in the old city, eat my fill of kushari, and purchase my weight in paper products at the Diwan bookstore. Oh, I guess I could stop by and see Mike and Cindy, too. If there’s time between the kushari and the mosque hopping. With me that’s a big if.

The other question, of course, is whether or not I should instead go to Greece for the very long overdue visit to my extended family, whom I haven’t seen since 1996. Even as I’m thinking about what to type next I’m already coming up with reasons not to do it: by July, the weather in Cairo is nicer than it is in Athens; I have more personal freedom in Egypt on my own than I do under the watchful eye of my second and third cousins in Greece; etc.

I wonder if this could all be related to the fact that, unlike in 1996, I actually speak passable Greek now (with a decidedly Cypriot accent), and am trying to avoid the questions that can now be put to me directly rather than through my cousin Nick’s poor English (yes, I have several cousins named Nick … including a female cousin, Nicoletta. We’re Greek. Stereotypes exist for a reason.). Questions such as: “When are you getting married?” (and the numerous permutations thereof that every gay boy dreads when they know that coming out of the closet isn’t really an option) and “How come you went to Cyprus for two weeks and Turkey for a month and Egypt four times in the past decade and haven’t called once?”

Gee, does anyone else sense a preference for Egypt? Ugh.

Anyway. I guess where I’m going is that this week I’m actually feeling pretty upbeat and I know enough to enjoy it for once. Maybe it’ll catch on. I’m sending out the feelin’ good vibes to my cyberpals who need it, like Shin and Matt. And for once without hokey Christmas puns! Go me!

And maybe my new laptop will be waiting for me when I get home :grin: . Hee.

 

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