On My Desk at MIT (3)

April 9, 2008

-Books scattered and accumulated over the semester.

-Presentation boards

-Sketches/Drafts of Thesis

-5 Empty water bottles

-A sleeping bag below my desk

I am currently putting together a slide show presentation for my 2nd thesis review here at MIT. How do I begin to talk about semantic networks, knowledge databases, robotic articulating arms, and 3 traditional and non-traditional case studies of architecture into a cohesive platform? Each of what was mentioned stem and cross-over onto each other forming a system that bridges the gap between high level design knowledge and low level construction knowledge.

Last week, I was invited by a good prof. to share my thesis research in the form of a presentation to sponsor companies for the MIT Media Lab, including Samsung, IBM, Microsoft, Steelcase, and many others along with some press like Popular Mechanics.

It was a great way to share my thoughts and describe the thesis in a nutshell to a crowd who may be unfamiliar to architecture, software, software programming, and artificial intelligence techniques.

On a side note:

I use the word “desk at MIT” to refer to two primary locales: the desk at my dormitory OR the desk in my assigned office that I share with my Beirut buddies (Beirut buddies = MIT colleagues).

As of this moment, it is the desk at the war office.

Signing out,

Rachelle


On my desk at MIT (2):

January 29, 2008

-A pile of books waiting to be cited into a word processor.

-A list of courses to be considered at Harvard for the Spring semester.

-Another list of courses for MIT.

- 3 incomplete PCs from back in the day, emptied into 1 computer waiting for a complete refurbishment. Current status: Missing hard drive and memory card.


She did what?!

January 26, 2008

Not finish writing her thesis! …dun dun dun….The woes of a graduate student who’s very life is dwindling on the reflections and advice of the thesis adviser.


Seeking the Typed Word

January 23, 2008

It’s 1:28AM. On one monitor is this wordpress blog, on another, the first page of my thesis document. Thoughts fumbled across different pages in need of special glue, a sense of articulate cohesion.