MH2K8

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I finally have recovered from my annual return-to-MIT-for-the-Mystery-Hunt excursion. (Well, in a literal sense that’s not quite true… I still have laryngitis, but it’s more likely that I caught it pre-hunt from a fellow Glee Clubber. If members of my team find themselves losing their voices in the next few days, I apologize profusely.)
The hunt was a little strange for me this year as certain hunt regulars opted to hunt remotely for various reasons instead of being there in person. But it only took about five minutes to get over being the eldest putz alum (with the exception of Benoc, who by all accounts including his own, seems to live on 2W these days and is therefore more familiar to the undergrads than Harvey). After all I still had Amittai to mock me endlessly upon learning my AIM screenname. (It’s Dutch, okay?)
Quality-wise, this was probably the worst hunt since, well, the hunt we wrote. The theme was dull and unimaginative (a murder mystery) and the structure was needlessly complicated and somewhat broken. (It turns out that because of the way they released puzzles, solving one of the layers of metas (grouping the suspects) gave you absolutely nothing.) I was also shocked to hear that one of the puzzles (Underpants Gnomes) was missing an entire page of clues and Dr. Awkward didn’t feel the need to issue an errata to rectify this, even after they noticed it. I can say from experience that if your puzzles are broken, you need to own up to it as soon as you recognize that. Other puzzles weren’t broken per se but involved so many “A ha!” moments that they were essentially unsolvable — I still don’t know how Knots and Crosses works, even though I listened to the author explain it at the wrap up.
I also have a gripe about the webpage format of the puzzles — if I’m looking at puzzle and want to tell, say, a remote solver to look at it, I should be immediately able to determine what round the puzzle is in based on the header of the page. At the very least, I should be able to look at the round page and tell the name of the puzzles without having to mouse-over each link. This is a really easy thing to implement and it makes a huge difference.
But despite the fact that many were severely flawed, I did have a number of favorites. The puzzles themselves haven’t been archived, so I’ll have to go back and add links later.

  • Nationwide Hunt — This puzzle had six very straightforward clues which were ungoogleable (except for one) and required you to be in a different city, such as “The fourth word is located in SAN FRANCISCO, CALIFORNIA. Looking out from the front steps of the City Hall, there is a row of flagpoles on the right that extends forward. On the fourth flagpole, there is a plaque. Take the second word on the plaque.” I contributed to this puzzle by calling Breath and sending him to San Francisco’s City Hall to get that word. But the highlight on our team was one of our undergrads getting a hold of a directory listing for an apartment building in New York and cold calling strangers until one of them agreed to help us.
  • Cursed — This was a cross-sum (aka Kakuro) where you looked for factors instead of sums. As an added bonus, it was in Hexadecimal (as clued by the title). Galen refused to let me go work on the cryptic puzzle until I finished solving the grid.
  • The World’s Tallest Cryptic — The aforementioned cryptic, this puzzle is an absolute work of art. I am only disappointed that a) Anand and I goofed level 1 and didn’t notice right away and b) I was so exhausted that I had to pass out before said error was noticed and we could appropriately solve it. But seriously, this is the most amazing crossword-type puzzle I have ever almost-solved. I cannot imagine what went into constructing it.
  • Cross-Examination — Another cryptic. Not as nice as the infinitely repeating one, but still fun.
  • Propaganda — I have mixed feelings about including this as a “favorite” as it was nearly identical to Land That I Love from the 2006 Spies Hunt, but instead of getting the “facts” from America: The Book, they were taken from the Caltech hacked version of the MIT Tech. Still, I hadn’t been aware that it existed before, so it was fun to read through it as I searched for “answers.”

I also heard that Subservient Chicken Loves the 80s was fantastic, but I never got a chance to look at it as Benoc decompiled the Flash animation thereby making it ridiculously easy to solve.
I do give Palindrome credit for attempting to have a lot of MIT-type puzzles even though they have a lack of MIT-types on their team. However, I’d just like to note that having a bunch of puzzles that have pictures of MIT’s campus is not what defines “MIT-type puzzles” for me. I miss the ones that require knowledge of MIT culture (hence citing Propaganda as one of my favorites). I also miss the music puzzles — not the “Identify these songs” puzzles, but ones where you need some actual musical knowledge. My pitch pipe was woefully underused (except for the Scavenger hunt).

Signs that you live in a yuppie-liberal college town

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You come home from winter break to your house of nine grad students to find everyone abuzz about the Iowa caucuses. You all take a break from watching the cable news channels, because it’s too early to determine who the victor will be, and you head over as a group to the local indie movie theater to see the latest indie movie (Juno — excellent film, by the way). Because you’re there early, one member of your group whips out his iPhone to check in on the caucus returns and announces that Huckabee and Obama have won. After the movie, you all sit around the living room watching more cable news channels and make plans to carpool to the grocery store tomorrow and bring tote bags to help save the planet. Then you mock Wolf Blitzer and Rush Limbaugh, debate whether or not the country and the planet are really going to pot, and decide that having a house colloquium in which you all teach each other about your respective research is a really good idea.
And then you go to bed, thinking that your housemates are awesome and Ann Arbor is not so terrible after all.

A Lawn Mower That Eats Snow

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We had a big blizzard this weekend — 8+ inches of snow fell on Sunday. One of my housemates is from Florida and has never seen snow before this year. On Sunday morning, he announced that the neighbors seemed to have a “lawn mower that eats snow.”
“Uh, that’s actually a snow blower,” we informed him.
A little bit later, when the discussion turned to shoveling the walk, he jumped at the chance to volunteer… I think he thought it would be fun or something. I checked on him after about five minutes. “It’s a lot heavier than it looks,” he remarked. He then decided that no, he didn’t want help this time because he said he’d do it. However, in the future, he’s probably not going to be so quick to offer his services.
Also potentially coming soon… photographs of our big fat snowman (who drinks instead of smoking a pipe).

December 8

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Imagine there’s no heaven
It’s easy if you try
No hell below us
Above us only sky
Imagine all the people
Living for today…
Imagine there’s no countries
It isn’t hard to do
Nothing to kill or die for
And no religion too
Imagine all the people
Living life in peace…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will be as one
Imagine no possessions
I wonder if you can
No need for greed or hunger
A brotherhood of man
Imagine all the people
Sharing all the world…
You may say I’m a dreamer
But I’m not the only one
I hope someday you’ll join us
And the world will live as one
~John Lennon, October 9, 1940 – December 8, 1980

Unicorns and Astronauts

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First, a quote of the day from my (gay) housemate regarding the topic of Log Cabin Republicans: “Oh, them… they’re like unicorns.”


Second, a long overdue story from the Thanksgiving excursion to Chicago… On Friday my father and I went to the Adler Planetarium while my mother and sister shopped their way around the Magnificent Mile. On top of the three different planetarium theaters, the Adler also serves as a space science museum. In the Shoot For The Moon exhibit, specifically the Journey with Jim Lovell gallery, Dad and I were able to examine Gemini 12 while a film narrated by Lovell played on the screen above our heads. As Apollo 13 was both one of my favorite movies and favorite books growing up, I was pretty excited by the exhibit.
Once we had had our fill of observing just how claustrophobic space travel is, we turned the corner and heard Lovell’s voice again… only this time it wasn’t a film. Jim Lovell himself was explaining to what appeared to be his family how they got the spacesuit display mostly right, with the exception of the watch. It took everything I had not to start shrieking like a teenager watching The Beatles at Shea Stadium… an extremely nerdy teenager.
Dad and I stalked him for a bit, following closely behind him as it became increasingly evident that he wasn’t there in any official capacity — he was just going through the museum with his children like everyone else. Ever the Minnesotans, we didn’t go up to him or even indicate that we recognized him. Except for the fact that I was staring at him with my jaw on the floor like some sort of star struck fool… perhaps because at that moment, I was pretty star struck.
It was probably the polite thing to do not to interrupt his holiday weekend. Still, I regret not telling him that he has aged better than Tom Hanks.

Trains… no planes, and an automobile

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Due to an odd confluence of events, I am not going back to Minnesota this Thanksgiving. Instead, I am taking Amtrak (leaving in three hours) to Chicago where I will meet my parents and sister for a family weekend in the Windy City. Because I’ll be on a train during traditional Thanksgiving meal gorging hours, I am bringing with me my own meal — sliced turkey, “cranberry celebration” (cranberries, pineapple, and walnuts), some buns on which to make a sandwich, mashed potatoes (in tupperware), miniature sweet potato and pumpkin pies.
This is not the Thanksgiving meal I’m used to, but it’ll do.
Happy Turkey Day, everyone!

Crossword Coincidence

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The Michigan Daily carries the LA Times puzzle on the weekdays. Today there were two stacked clues which made me smile (and probably no one else).
20 Across: Celtic land
23 Across: Some entourage members
Unless I become really famous, this might be the closest I get to having my full name appear in a published crossword.

World Series, Game 4

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I didn’t blog anything about Game 3 because we were throwing a Halloween party. I still watched the game — just didn’t have much in the way of commentary.
10:33 pm, top 7th inning Okay, it’s nice that Mike Lowell hit a homerun — go Red Sox, whoo hoo and all. But this World Series is officially the least interesting World Series I’ve watched in a long time. The Rockies never seem to be able to generate offense and it hardly seems like a fair fight. I realize that saying this now may jinx things for the Sox, but at this point, I can’t even pretend to myself that I care. I’m actually rooting for Colorado to pull off some sort of miracle in their last three innings and turn things around, just so that there’s something interesting to watch.
Sweeps are boring. Go Rockies.
10:48 pm, bottom 7th Hey, Brad Hawpe, one of my fantasy players, knocked it out of the park! Now it’s 3-1… maybe I did jinx things after all. I can only hope.
11:08 pm, top 8th Bobby Kielty hits a pinch hit homerun. That would be exciting if the Red Sox had ever been down… in the entire series. (Am I right about that? Have the Red Sox been ahead for the entire series? … Apparently, no. The Rockies led from the top of the first until the bottom of the fourth in Game 2.)
11:36 pm, bottom 8th Go, Garrett Atkins! A two-run homer brings the Rockies to within one. Now the game is finally interesting.
12:00 am, bottom 9th Okay, now that it’s midnight, I’ll switch back into Red Sox fan mode… begrudgingly. Two more outs, Papelbon!
12:02 am, bottom 9th Oh, Jamey Carroll… so close to being a hero. So close, yet so far. Now it’s just down to one out for the title.
12:06 am The Boston Red Sox are baseball’s World Champions! I’m happy for the Boston squad… truly. Just wish the World Series had been as exciting as the ALCS. (That was true in 2004 too, come to think of it.)
12:07 am Prediction: Jacoby Ellsbury for series MVP. You heard it here first.
12:09 am I noted that VariTeX took the final out ball and put it in his back pocket. Do you think he’ll pull a Doug Mientkiewicz with it?
12:19 am Mike Lowell? Really? I mean, he did well… but Ellsbury had a higher average (.438 vs .400). Looking back, I guess Ellsbury just had the big game 3… and the first run tonight. And the taco thing. I’ll give him the SMVP award (second most valuable player).

World Series, Game 2

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11:28 pm, bottom 7th I had a rehearsal tonight, so no real live blogging. (Hey… I sing in a vocal jazz octet called Midnight Blue now. Did I tell people that?) I’m also trying to write something up for my advisor tomorrow. However, I’ll take a short break to mention that Jonathan Papelbon strikes me as someone with ADHD who was never given Ritalin… and the world is better for it!
12:07 am, top 9th 9th inning… 2 outs… 1 run game. Who can focus on a write-up? Oh, Brad Hawpe, while you were on my failed fantasy team this year, that love is over and I hope you strike out.
12:09 am, end Thanks, Brad! And now it’s on to Colorado for some wholesome Christian baseball at high altitude.
12:25 am Oh, and don’t forget to get your free taco on Tuesday.