Archive for May, 2004

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What is Informatics?

Sunday, May 30th, 2004

Well, this question has been asked recently and I always answer “It is human centered technology.” That response usually will suffice for the temporary conversation, but if they asked a follow-up to that question, what would I say? My friend Aaron summed it up pretty well in this post on his blog.
To me, I guess [...]

Week in review 5/23 - 5/29

Saturday, May 29th, 2004

Well, since I last left you, quite a bit has happened over the past week. The week has ended on a relaxing note with the knowledge that there is still work to be done, but knowing that the peak has been reached and now it is all about pacing myself on my way back down [...]

INFO 380 Presentation

Thursday, May 27th, 2004

As I stood in front of the class time seemed to move too slow. The second hand on the clock looked as if it was slowing down to spite me and cause more anxiety. Then, the hands struck 9:30am and it was time to begin.

In a 380 class far, far, away…

Tuesday, May 25th, 2004

I was an Informatics student enrolled in a systems analysis class. I thought this class that was supposed to be taught by a professor. However, this professor did not teach. He had a grading rubric that was never disclosed to the class. He kept the class in the dark about what he expected from his [...]

Truckin’ Along

Man, I’m beat. I must sleep seeing that this week will be quite busy and long. I cannot say that I am looking forward tomorrow, or any day this week. But, I will be taking it a day at a time and rolling with the punches. Deflection is key in a week like this. You [...]

Week in Review 5/15 - 5/22

Monday, May 24th, 2004

Well, what a week. It was a busy work week and there was quite a bit to do. But, at the same time there was a lot of time to just relax and enjoy the free time that I had. It’s strange how my weeks are so lopsided from the first half to the last. [...]

Slam Poetry

Saturday, May 22nd, 2004

It didn’t matter what the content was. It didn’t matter where the venue was. It wasn’t about placing one person above another. It didn’t matter that some were better than others. It didn’t matter what my life had for me outside the club. Last night, it just didn’t matter.

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