September 18, 2005

Despite the fact that he was one of my favorite authors, I am embarrassed to admit that I had always thought that Italo Calvino died in 1986. Apparently not. Today marks the 20th anniversary of the master's death; he was the author of If on a winter's night a traveller, and The Baron in the Trees, to name what are clearly his two best works, but also Invisible Cities (which I have gained a new Venetian appreciation for), Mr. Palomar, loads of short stories and essays, and more.

At any rate, here is Gore Vidal's 1985 essay on his death. I think my favorite phrase in the whole thing is his reference "Margaret Atwood (a name new to me)" when complaining about the uninteresting folks who were quoted by the New York Times obituary.


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The Topology of My OCD

05:00 PM

Or, "How Metric Spaces Taught Me to Walk."

Many of you may be either dubious or confused, but suffice to say: a not-insignificant portion of this weekend was spent staring at the checkerboard pattern of a dance floor, gingerly stepping on only the black squares.

The habit comes from when I was about five years old. In somewhat of an attempt to walk more like an adult, I decided to walk on only the squares that were connected diagonally on our kitchen floor. It worked: ladies and gentlemen, I am now walking like an adult.

But there were far-reaching consequences, and I realize that future employers may be raising a curious brow as to my employability. Be that as it may: to this day, I prefer not to walk on tiles that are not connected diagonally. I don't mean to say that I won't: it's just that I'd prefer not to. And the penchant doesn't hold to strict rules: in an attempt to get to class faster (it started in late elementary school), I figured out that if I walked on every other tile in a row of tiles, I could a) not look so weird walking down the hall, b) get to class faster. I started taking two steps at the same time. As my legs grew ungainly long, I started taking four steps at a time, which proceedes until today, when I find myself looking ahead sometimes five to six steps steps to figure out how, where, and how fast I can get somewhere.

Stop looking at me like that.

But even this required formalization. This happened in college one fateful early morning, walking back to the dorms from the Regenstein Library.

Imagine a tiled floor, say in checkerboard format. Imagine now that every other row of the checkerboard floor were shifted over by half a tile. Thus, stepping on the diagonal tile to any given tile becomes somewhat of a confusing venture.

Fortunately, Paul Sally came to the rescue with the L1 metric. Daniel Biss too--Mr. Biss comes later. That is to say, there's a way to measure how much you've travelled in xy-plane. The cannonical method is to take the difference in the x-shift, squared, added to the square of the difference of y-shift, and taking the square root of the entire sum after you're done. Pythagoras in analytic geometry.

But there are other ways, namely, the L1-metric, which is simply the sum of the x-shift and the y-shift. Thus, in the xy-plane of the checkerboard floor I was walking on in my childhood, I was always taking steps of distance two (or, later, steps of even distance) in the L1 metric: one step forward, one step to the right. Or, I could take two steps forward: one forward, and another forward. Thus, on the crazy Regenstein sidewalk, I could consciously walk horizontally or vertically on every other step and be a-okay. Mr. Sally introduced this to me (in a completely different context, mind you, my first year in college).

Mr. Biss wrapped it all up my fourth year when I finally got around to taking point-set topology (for shame, Sudeep): the L1-metric on R2 (the xy-plane) forms a topology, and all "balls" of radius "r" on this space consists of the steps that I can take, the sum of which are less than radius r. Thus, a ball of one would consist of the square immediately in front, behind, to the left, and to the right. All my steps, therefore, consist of circles of radius 2, 4, 6,..., 2n, n in N, in R2, with metric L1.

Not that it helped me on the dance floor or anything (sadly), but it was still cool to think about.


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Book Thirty-Five

02:50 PM

There is a great divide between land use planners about the optimal amount of planning; some champion more-or-less comprehensive scheming into the future, while others prefer to take challenges as they come, or "muddle through". Of course, this divide exists in life, too. Witness the characters of Nick Hornby's A Long Way Down.

Our Girl in Chicago hated it; I thought it was not bad-- not up to the laugh-out-loud-and-squirm-with-recognition level of High Fidelity, but then again I have never been tempted to throw myself off of an 11-story building, so there may have been some absolutely apt characterization that simply passed over my head.

The gist of the story is that four people plan to kill themselves, then meet, then get distracted, and start pushing the ultimate date off into the future. [I won't spoil the book by saying who pushes who off of what, or who dies in the end.]
Part of what makes this book less satisfying is that Hornby and his characters are muddlers-through. The book lacks an overarching scheme or design (think the anti-John-Irving) and so might credibly be criticized as lacking an ending. Or a middle, really.

I levelled exactly that criticism at co-blogger Amy's beloved Cat's Eye when I read it years ago. Now I am beginning to warm to it.


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Black Tie Optional

12:44 AM

I understand that Miss Manners may not believe that such a thing exists, but the comfort that she might never offer such an ambiguous invitation to an affair is small indeed. And I also understand that men may, but are not required, to wear tuxedos to a black tie optional event. This clears up none of my confusion as to what a woman should wear: specifically, will what I've found work?


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