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The other day I was chatting with a woman about what I do for work. I was explaining that I make educational videos for YouTube, that I research and write and host a show with the help of one other person (and with the growing support of research staff at the Museum). She asked what else I did, and I started talking about venturing to conferences, giving talks about science communication, about authoring a blog (blogs) and photography and developing outreach programs and social media endeavors, training interns and traveling and talking with scientists. Seeming a bit overwhelmed, she made a comment about how I was fortunate that I didn’t have a husband and children to worry about, too.
That stuck with me - the concept that I’m lucky I don’t have a family to foster and love and grow with. That I’m fortunate that I don’t have to also worry about childbearing and rearing and marital maintenance, about helping with homework and working around soccer tournaments. And to some degree, she is absolutely correct: that type of sacrifice would be detrimental to my job and work abilities.
But it is a sacrifice. And laying awake at night, or baking early in the morning because I can’t sleep, I’m troubled by the sacrifice I feel I’m forced to make. Recently I have owned up to the fact that I have sacrificed a “normal” social life. My close friends are those individuals I work with at the museum - often times they are twice my age. Social nights out are ripe with conversations about ecological balances and biodiversity. Don’t get me wrong - I love these topics and am happy to talk into all hours of the morning, provided the company is friendly and the beer is good. But part of me laments the stupid joys of early adulthood. On a personal level I find it difficult to relate to or converse with anyone my own age. Pokemon and Supernatural references are met with no understanding. I’m not saying these pop culture mentions are a make-or-break deal with friendships, but at the end of the day I wonder what happened to falling stupidly in love. And I’ve realized that it will be impossible for me to have a family of my own for perhaps another decade.
Maybe it’s just because I’m at the age where many of my high school classmates are married and starting families, but ultimately I wish I had something to foster at home. It seems a silly sacrifice to be forced to make, but I suppose I ought to own up to my decisions and realize that the world is not yet ready to accommodate career women.
Emily Graslie makes Pokémon references no one who is there gets?! What’s the world coming to?
But seriously though, big props to Emily for her sacrifices. I’m still in the camp of hoping there are folks out there able to accommodate career lifestyles (probably other career people?) but it’s not part of the twenty-something culture I’m a part of, at least. You have to have tons of drive to be career oriented when there isn’t a peer culture that supports it. That’s something I’ve found out from first-hand experience.
On another note, I’m hoping I run into Emily Graslie on the street or the ‘L’ one day. She seems like an amazing person. (:
Before #nanowrimo, thoughts on writing from Neil Gaiman.
Composer Retweets #3!
Hey guys! Here’s another episode of one of my favorite recurring posts, which is when composers give a shoutout to the blog! :D
This shoutout, however, is especially super cool, because Mr. Graves points out a RIDICULOUSLY AWESOME bit of information that I appear to have missed in my analysis. In my analysis I incorrectly notated the main melodic motive as C# - E - G# - D, when in fact I should have opted for the flat enharmonics of Db - E - Ab - D, which spells out the word DEAD. Definitely in the spirit of SPOOKY ATONAL WEEK, that’s for sure!
If’n you’re curious about the history of spelling out words as musical motives the concept has been incredibly popular for a long time. Perhaps the most famous reoccurring instance of a word spelled out in classical/20th century music is the BACH motif, introduced by the man himself and used by a wide array of composers in his honor ever since. Please check out the link if you’re curious about an incredibly fascinating piece of music history (and I’m sure what will one day be the answer to a trivia question somewhere!).
To keep things short, thanks to Mr. Graves for the insight and, of course, for the awesome music!
So, so cool. :)
Here’s our game: forkit-chigamejam2013.herokuapp.com TJ Jacobs, Kevin Folk, Tom Berg and I all created it. We might continue working on it in the future, but right now we just want to sleep. (^_^) Twitter: @HeyMrBass Blog: http://bit.ly/16XJEg3
For those interested, I’m in the middle of the Chicago Game Jam 2013 with my friends TJ, Kevin and Tom. You can check out the game at the posted link, and we’ve also got it on Github as well in case you’re interested in the source code.
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