Two weekends ago I was able to attend the Sonja Hillgren/Farm Journal Agricultural Journalism Field Reporting Institute through the University of Misouri– Columbia school of Journalism and Agricultural Journalism School. Three days on a bus, driving across Missouri; a group of journalists and students visited farms, urban gardens, distributers, and community centers. We were exhausted and sleep deprived. Our faculties worn, and mentors watching, we questioned, interviewed and reported at each stop. We made connections and tried to grasp at the big picture; gathering bits and pieces of information to form a story.
Ok, I know, a little dramatic, but we had a great time and it was exhausting. I was trying something new and had experts observing me.
This past weekend I attended the Biotech University sponsored by the United Soybean Board. The seminar, based on presenting background information on biotechnology and its future as an industry, was another event hosted by the Journalism School at Mizzou. Another foray into the foreign art of reporting, I have gotten used to being called out as an outsider. They call me "The Biochemist," a pretty cool nickname, if you ask me.
Now I want to hone my pencil to a sharp tip and write a great story. Partially to prove myself, but more to learn to communicate well with other industries. I think studying science so often, I have lost some of my communication skills, and every time I write I think I learn a lot.
Sunday, October 17, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Too Many Ideas!
<- This page is how my mind feels right now!
And by my own project, I do not include the Grad Program Problem or the housing issues or whatever else, but something constructive.
Retrofitting my hometown thanks to ideas from Ellen Dunham-Jone . (I need to learn to write grants first)
Redesigning my website and putting together a portfolio for my art stuff thanks to Aaron Beall.
Building some new appartment furniture and decorations from my own sketches and Bliks.
Dream Project
Study with:
Archinode Studio
Ted Talk by Mitchell Joachim
I know the ideas he presents are wild ideas that may seem foreign and silly to some people, but try to look forward and really apply the concepts discussed. Employ your imagination, you can see that people could exist in a new environment using the concepts and technology Joachim discusses.
I want to live in a tree!
Mitchell Joachim
Archinode Studio
Ted Talk by Mitchell Joachim
I know the ideas he presents are wild ideas that may seem foreign and silly to some people, but try to look forward and really apply the concepts discussed. Employ your imagination, you can see that people could exist in a new environment using the concepts and technology Joachim discusses.
I want to live in a tree!
Monday, July 5, 2010
Jack Kerouac's On the Road
An iconic, famous piece of literature depicting and capturing an image of America's identity. It idealizes a wild dream all of us have entertained at some point of another — Striking out across the country, not planning or even considering the consequences of our actions; partying until the sun rises only to keep it going throughout the next day; restlessly riding trains, hitching, and fighting — to find the next great adventure.
We all can relate to this picture, this wild spirit, that erupts from the quiet, calm of our daily lives. What is really wild and exciting about this story is that Kerouac models the plot after his own life and the lives of his compatriots. Constituents of a movement that he was responsible for naming: The Beat Generation.
I don't even know how to sum up this epic adventure. Kerouac writes in a style that resembles a whirlwind. Alternating from short and choppy conversation to all-encompassing monologues about life and god and philosophy. The skinny of it is, too me at least, that the boldness of the human heart can take you anywhere and the path of your life may twist and turn, but in the end we are all on the same road — we are all searching. I just hope we all can enjoy some Finding at some point.
"All these years I was looking for the woman I wanted to marry. I couldn't meet a girl without saying to myself, What kind of wife would she make?"
"I want to marry a girl... so I can rest my soul with her till we both get old. This cant go on all the time — all this franticness and jumping around. We've got to GO someplace, find something."
"GOD EXISTS without qualms. As we roll along this way I am positive beyond doubt that everything will be taken care of for us — that even you, as you drive, fearful of the wheel" (I hated to drive and drove carefully) — "the thing will go along of itself and you wont go off the road and I can sleep."
"Peace will come suddenly , we wont understand when it does— see, man?"
The Scroll, Kerouac's original manuscript On the Road.
Image from Maggie
http://flickr.com/photos/15932636@N00
We all can relate to this picture, this wild spirit, that erupts from the quiet, calm of our daily lives. What is really wild and exciting about this story is that Kerouac models the plot after his own life and the lives of his compatriots. Constituents of a movement that he was responsible for naming: The Beat Generation.
I don't even know how to sum up this epic adventure. Kerouac writes in a style that resembles a whirlwind. Alternating from short and choppy conversation to all-encompassing monologues about life and god and philosophy. The skinny of it is, too me at least, that the boldness of the human heart can take you anywhere and the path of your life may twist and turn, but in the end we are all on the same road — we are all searching. I just hope we all can enjoy some Finding at some point.
"All these years I was looking for the woman I wanted to marry. I couldn't meet a girl without saying to myself, What kind of wife would she make?"
"I want to marry a girl... so I can rest my soul with her till we both get old. This cant go on all the time — all this franticness and jumping around. We've got to GO someplace, find something."
"GOD EXISTS without qualms. As we roll along this way I am positive beyond doubt that everything will be taken care of for us — that even you, as you drive, fearful of the wheel" (I hated to drive and drove carefully) — "the thing will go along of itself and you wont go off the road and I can sleep."
"Peace will come suddenly , we wont understand when it does— see, man?"
The Scroll, Kerouac's original manuscript On the Road.
Image from Maggie
http://flickr.com/photos/15932636@N00
Sunday, June 13, 2010
Summer Rain
When it rains it pours, as they say.
These past few weeks have been strange and difficult in ways I had not predicted. Again my family has continued issues, but hopefully resolution is coming. In a way our lives will always had a scar but in my experience scars show you have actually had experiences and gotten to feel life a little bit. And they serve as a reminder that life is not always kind.
I am a bartender/cook and an IT assistant. Two jobs. Two kind of crappy jobs. Steps is how I see them. Merely rungs on a ladder. I owe a lot of money and no task is truly below me. Trouble is I ought to be putting my time in elsewhere. I ought to be picking out grad schools. I ought to be building a portfolio or working in a lab or writing my own research. Not worrying about next months rent.
So at least within reason, I am going to keep working. But the struggle is mental. I am struck repeatedly each day with the gravity of my family's flaws and the inadequacies that I may possess.
I feel like I am smart enough to do science... but my skill is more in design. I need to show myself and other people that that is where my skill is. I know art, architecture, and design is something I can do... I just need to get out and DO it
Mental note: Anish Kapoor
These past few weeks have been strange and difficult in ways I had not predicted. Again my family has continued issues, but hopefully resolution is coming. In a way our lives will always had a scar but in my experience scars show you have actually had experiences and gotten to feel life a little bit. And they serve as a reminder that life is not always kind.
I am a bartender/cook and an IT assistant. Two jobs. Two kind of crappy jobs. Steps is how I see them. Merely rungs on a ladder. I owe a lot of money and no task is truly below me. Trouble is I ought to be putting my time in elsewhere. I ought to be picking out grad schools. I ought to be building a portfolio or working in a lab or writing my own research. Not worrying about next months rent.
So at least within reason, I am going to keep working. But the struggle is mental. I am struck repeatedly each day with the gravity of my family's flaws and the inadequacies that I may possess.
I feel like I am smart enough to do science... but my skill is more in design. I need to show myself and other people that that is where my skill is. I know art, architecture, and design is something I can do... I just need to get out and DO it
Mental note: Anish Kapoor
Monday, May 31, 2010
The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky
There are many themes from this book that people growing up in America can relate to, of that I am certain. In some ways the story about Charlie and his friends can be summed up by quoting Sam's monologue in the last letter before the epilogue:
"So tomorrow, I'm leaving. And I'm not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going the be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. But right now I'm here with you. And I want to know where you are, what you need, and what you want to do."
Charlie writes to us, the readers. He trusts us as listeners and as people who don't "try to sleep with people even though you could have." I won't go into much detail about the book, but I wish I had read it in high school. I wish I would have read it my freshman year of high school. I found myself thinking, throughout the story, that I had had a teacher who was like Bill. Maybe things could have gone differently. But then again, as Charlie astutely points out in the epilogue, as he comes to understand himself and really "be there" :
"We don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there."
Dear Charlie,
Thanks.
Love always,
Dan
Up next: After 21 years of my life, I am going to read On the Road... and I hope it doesn't ruin me.
"So tomorrow, I'm leaving. And I'm not going to let that happen again with anyone else. I'm going to do what I want to do. I'm going the be who I really am. And I'm going to figure out what that is. But right now I'm here with you. And I want to know where you are, what you need, and what you want to do."
Charlie writes to us, the readers. He trusts us as listeners and as people who don't "try to sleep with people even though you could have." I won't go into much detail about the book, but I wish I had read it in high school. I wish I would have read it my freshman year of high school. I found myself thinking, throughout the story, that I had had a teacher who was like Bill. Maybe things could have gone differently. But then again, as Charlie astutely points out in the epilogue, as he comes to understand himself and really "be there" :
"We don't have the power to choose where we come from, we can still choose where we go from there."
Dear Charlie,
Thanks.
Love always,
Dan
Up next: After 21 years of my life, I am going to read On the Road... and I hope it doesn't ruin me.
Saturday, May 8, 2010
On Top of a Mountain
Electricity flows through my fingertips and a tangible vibration resolves inside me. A blank page, a pencil, laying my hands on a keyboard to type, even picking up my harmonica from time to time, definitely when I get on my bike in the mornings. There is an energy in the world, what ever you believe in, there is a tangible Force that may be man-made or not, but I have felt it.
The potential outcome of every day is unknown. The story that makes up our lives is constantly unraveling, it is the law of the universe for things to tend towards disorder, it takes immense amounts of energy to reverse that reaction. Use it, benefit from the disorder. Once you learn to do that who knows where you will go.
Finals week is here, I anticipate a lot of work, hopefully with good results. I also am thinking about the summer. I am already desperately in need of a change of scene, but prudence says to not spend the money and to go back to St. Louis seems dangerous. St. Louis may be where some of my friends are, and my family is, but there is nothing but a guest room at my Aunt's house and not any way for me to get work done. Maybe I'm being childish, should I have just gone home for the first time since college started and lived with my messed up family? I don't know...
To focus the theme of this post, to reign in this jumbling rant. Disorder is the subject here. There are millions of opportunities every day. Some people have some sort of path in front of them. A logical stair step towards some goal. I feel like my goals are at different peaks of separate mountain ranges and I only have my bare hands. Over dramatic? Very.
Just got to tuck in and keep going.
Workshops filled with experiments
Music
Paintings
Solar Panels
Science Journalism?
Peace Corp
Grad School
Design School?
I'm glad no one reads this, posting it seems narcissistic...
The potential outcome of every day is unknown. The story that makes up our lives is constantly unraveling, it is the law of the universe for things to tend towards disorder, it takes immense amounts of energy to reverse that reaction. Use it, benefit from the disorder. Once you learn to do that who knows where you will go.
Finals week is here, I anticipate a lot of work, hopefully with good results. I also am thinking about the summer. I am already desperately in need of a change of scene, but prudence says to not spend the money and to go back to St. Louis seems dangerous. St. Louis may be where some of my friends are, and my family is, but there is nothing but a guest room at my Aunt's house and not any way for me to get work done. Maybe I'm being childish, should I have just gone home for the first time since college started and lived with my messed up family? I don't know...

Just got to tuck in and keep going.
Workshops filled with experiments
Music
Paintings
Solar Panels
Science Journalism?
Peace Corp
Grad School
Design School?
I'm glad no one reads this, posting it seems narcissistic...
Friday, March 12, 2010
"All truth is one. In this light may science and religion labor here together for the steady evolution of mankind from darkness to light; from prejudice to tolerance; from narrowness to broadmindedness.
New occasions teach new duties; Time makes ancient good uncouth; They must upward still and onward Who would keep abreast with truth.
How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! And to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!
I am the voice of life; I call you: Come and learn."
- Inscribed upon the Hayes Hall Tower Clock Bells at University of Buffalo
I see myself embodying the life of a scientist, an adventurer, a designer, maybe an engineer, and hopefully that of a teacher. There is so much to do!
Inspiration: www.ted.com
New occasions teach new duties; Time makes ancient good uncouth; They must upward still and onward Who would keep abreast with truth.
How much better is it to get wisdom than gold! And to get understanding rather to be chosen than silver!
I am the voice of life; I call you: Come and learn."
- Inscribed upon the Hayes Hall Tower Clock Bells at University of Buffalo
I see myself embodying the life of a scientist, an adventurer, a designer, maybe an engineer, and hopefully that of a teacher. There is so much to do!
Inspiration: www.ted.com
Saturday, February 20, 2010
You Have Nothing To Lose
All external expectations, all pride, all fear of embarrassment or failure—these things just fall away in the face of death, leaving only what is truly important. Remembering that you are going to die is the best way I know to avoid the trap of thinking you have something to lose. You are already naked. There is no reason not to follow your heart.
Steve Jobs
Steve Jobs
Thanks Mr. Jobs. Thanks for shaking the bucket, stirring the pot, thanks for reminding people to live their own lives.
Wednesday, February 3, 2010
Another Fresh Start...
Well, I don't know about that, but it sounds kind of dramatic. Seriously though, I am new this whole blogging thing. I want to try to maintain a place to post thing I see and do, as well as what I am working on. Also, if I ever figure out this website, maybe I can learn something from other people ( a shot in the dark).

such a good student...
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