The Finite

For all of Sunday night, and most of Monday night, I was working hard on the Math Team’s annual slideshow, which has for several years been the domain of personal idol, Dan Pfeiffer (Why did you leave, Dan? WHY?!!!) who regrettably graduated. He did the previous two year’s slideshows, 2006 and 2007.

It runs a total of 6 min 20 sec and is comprised of photos from Mrs. Barfield, Schmitz and myself. The two songs used are, well, the first one is obvious, and the second one is “Little James” by Oasis.

Perks to being the one making the slideshow:

• Acne mysteriously disappears from all photos of myself.
• I can name myself whatever I want.

Drawbacks:

• White people’s red-eye. Red-eye is never a problem with Junyong or Matt Yang or Junyong’s sister. This is also why Walthers didn’t appear as much as he could’ve.
• Single core rendering.
• Format compatibility.

There’s a weird happy feeling that I get knowing that I created something special that people enjoyed, like inventing a famous sandwich or case mod or webapp.

You’ll notice that I wore contacts for the night at the hotel. This was for several reasons, one of which is to have adequate vision for swimming in the pool. I want to avoid accidentally tackling an unusually tall 12-year-old Canadian tourist by the pool deck during a heated game of Leonhard Euler. I have a supply of 30 pairs of disposable one-day use contacts just for such a purpose. They have an interesting effect on people. Nicole thinks I look younger, while Dan thinks I look five years older. I think I just look weird.