This is two days late and it’s not even the post that was supposed to be here. That will have to wait until I’m less hosed. ESP just finished running Splash, our largest annual event in which thousands of high school students come to MIT’s campus, and MIT community members (mostly) teach whatever they want to the students. This was the first big program I participated really deeply in as an ESP admin, and it has this way of eating you alive and spitting you out full of joy and immersion in life but devoid of energy and buffer zones for finishing other things by their deadlines.

On a similar note, thanks for all the birthday wishes from everyone everywhere. I’m sorry I haven’t found the time to respond or sometimes reciprocate. This made my day, and probably last couple of weeks too.

“It’s an early iteration of a dragon curve because this kid is a dragon!”

[birthday cake with dragon curve on it]

Stay tuned. Really.


Carpe Annum

A fun/interesting/unfortunate/fortunate consequence of the mental world model of Inside Out (2015 Pixar film) (which is a great movie, and I’m saying this as a non-movie-type — I laughed, and I cried, and just omgwtfbbq Disney/Pixar) is that imaginary friends that are capable of autonomous flight are probably immune to being forgotten.

The above statement and the below statement seemed to me like they would be more connected than I think they turn out to be, but anyway, you’ve already read this far and are even getting through an irrelevant grammatical aside that prides itself on being pointlessly obtusely self-referential and otherwise content-free, so you might as well keep on going.

By a somewhat arbitrarily selected timestamp, the timestamp of this post is Deltaphor’s first anniversary plus four days plus sixteen hours ± 1 minute. You can probably find more than one deep numerological significance to all this if you look hard enough (1 minute ≈ 64 seconds!), but the reality is just I’m bad at remembering times and time zones.

(Somebody told me to update…)