Academia, Home Issues
Mar. 19th, 2010 02:58 pmReceived results this week from Chifley; a Distinction for Marketing (401); Distinction and a High Distinction for Managing Information Systems (403). This are remarkable results considering the somewhat average grades I received for the assignments and how difficult the exam was. The completion of these two units I also have a Graduate Certificate in Management (Technology) to add to my expanding list of academic qualifications. Another academic highlight of the week was seeing Craig Venter give the Graeme Clark Oration at the Melbourne Convention Centre, along with about 2,500 others. It was an outstanding presentation, describing the visionary work he has conducted since completing the human genome sequence, and included such tasty morsels of information on microbe biomass calculations, oceanic genetic diversity, artificial chromosones, automated synthesis, genome transplatation for speciation, biofuels and so forth.
We've been having Internet issues at home; or rather a lack of Internet connectivity. The previous owners of our house still haven't disconnected their 'phone, which means Internet provider can't provide us a connection (naked or otherwise). My evil side says plug in a 'phone, call the talking clock in Brazil and leave the 'phone off the hook. In a different sort of home issue, I have taken up cycling again. Having dragged my poor old bike out of storage where it has sat for the past eight years, I've been taking the deadly treadly along the 9km journey to work. Which wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't 30kg heavier than I was eight years ago and that the first four kilometers (along the winding Yarra Blvd) weren't so damn hilly. Ugh, I'm sure it'll all be better in a month or two.
We've been having Internet issues at home; or rather a lack of Internet connectivity. The previous owners of our house still haven't disconnected their 'phone, which means Internet provider can't provide us a connection (naked or otherwise). My evil side says plug in a 'phone, call the talking clock in Brazil and leave the 'phone off the hook. In a different sort of home issue, I have taken up cycling again. Having dragged my poor old bike out of storage where it has sat for the past eight years, I've been taking the deadly treadly along the 9km journey to work. Which wouldn't be so bad if I wasn't 30kg heavier than I was eight years ago and that the first four kilometers (along the winding Yarra Blvd) weren't so damn hilly. Ugh, I'm sure it'll all be better in a month or two.