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Hi, I'm Drew Pendergrass. My GMO-free, low-sodium, fair trade website is lovingly built from whatever I decide to post online. It hosts a variety of projects, resources, and ephemera made over the years, including experimental music, my writing, a video game, a startup that sells logs on wheels, a stupid Chrome extension, and esoteric sorting algorithms.
Currently, I study physics and mathematics at Harvard University. For my first three years of college I was an undergraduate research assistant in Daniel Jacob's computational atmospheric chemistry group at Harvard, which culminated in a research paper on Beijing air quality published in Geophysical Research Letters. I spent summer 2018 as a research assistant for Amos Tai at the Chinese University of Hong Kong, funded by the Harvard-China Project on the Environment; I explored the use of topological data analysis and manifold learning to understand the nonlinear interactions between ozone, meteorology, and the biosphere (it didn't work). I currently work with Samuel Myers and Matthew Smith at the T.H. Chan School of Public Health, where I research how drought affects global agricultural commodity trade with an emphasis on health outcomes in low-income nations. I write for the Harvard Political Review and the weekly magazine of The Harvard Crimson. More importantly, I have never traveled to an exoplanet, I am capable of reading English, and I keep all my eggs in separate baskets.
Read an article I wrote in the Harvard Political Review about the sky high price of insulin in the United States: "How Insulin Became Unaffordable."
Q. Who is our most attractive president?
A. The basic answer here is JFK, but I ask everyone to reconsider one Franklin Pierce. Sure he was a terrible president, but look at that hair!
Q. Who are you?
A. Well, to start off, I have never commanded an army composed of more than 100,000 soldiers, I am not a substitute for a medical doctor, to my knowledge, there is no portrait of me that ages in my place, I am reluctant to resort to black magic, and I proudly possess object permanence. If you for some strange reason would like to know something substantial about me, you can check out my projects page or my CV.
Q. How can I contact you?
Please address all complaints and denials of climate change to firstname.lastname@example.org, an email address that is definitely not just a sassy autoresponder.
Q. Why does this page keep changing?
A. This page is randomly generated by the server on each load. Most of the page's contents are not displayed on one particular load, so for the full experience reload a bunch of times.
Q. Why don't you just host this crap on Github like a normal person?
A. Github only allows static websites. I wanted my website to be different for every visitor. DrewPendergrass.com, like life itself, must always be in flux. You could say I'm an artist.
Let us imagine that we are reading [poetry] or, even better, the words of some mystic, such as Isaac the Syrian, and we try conscientiously to understand the experiences described, but we approach the words with reflection. What will we see then? Nothing, except that which is known to the scientific worldview now -- that is, nothing except physiological and empirico-psychological processes. The mystical experiences will fall apart into optical, thermal, acoustic, muscular, and general-somatic sensations and into naked assertions of the specialness of this complex of sensations. However, the latter, that is, the pretension to specialness of experience, will remain completely unjustified and will even clearly contradict the total fragmentation of the described processes into "ordinary" sensations. This analysis is right in its own way, but that is the case precisely because science does not have the means to capture mystical experiences, and instead of them it catches concomitant processes -- what remains in the hands is not the essense, but foam; not the pearl, but mud. But as soon as we approach the work in a different way and look at it directly, its supra-terminological content is revealed to the spirit: in simple words, in terminologically insignificant words, something infinitely dear and fragrant, like a baby's half-forgotten smile, awakes and looks out at us -- he has just opened his clear little eyes and is stretching his little arms from his bed towards the pillar of golden dust that has broken through the curtain.
-Pavel Florensky, from "The Empyrean and the Empirical"
Read more here.
Do you have an unsorted list of N natural numbers? Do you just hate it when programs are guaranteed to terminate? Do you get angry when algorithms do better than factorial time? Then you're in luck! The following algorithm has been generated just for you:
Congratulations! Your list is now sorted. You can find a permalink to this particular algorithm here.
Click the line you think is about LaTeX!
Score: 0 • Streak: 0
All facts lovingly taken from Wikipedia.