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December
20, 2002
Away
to spend a few days in Germany and Switzerland happy
christmas and a merry new year to all of you! [Iff
you're using IE here
are some fireworks
(other browsers are too smart for the erroneous JavaScript...)]
Instead of yet another unrequested 'year in review' feature, I've
added a few neglected pictures to the WWWales,
Southerndown and image
of the day pages. But for the next couple of weeks and months,
I much prefer focusing on the future: Let's simply hope that the
next year will hold as many pleasant surprises as the last one.

December
16, 2002
Not
many news to report these days, I'm happy to say too busy
living a life. Nevertheless, here are some G-rated snippets: The
good news are that I've moved up in the world: from the tenth to
the twelfth floor of our building, which means I cannot move any
higher in this department. And, for the first time in about eleven
years, I'm actually not a student any more, which was a bit scary
at first. However, as my present interim job as a Research Assistant
means that I'm now getting payed for doing what I'm used to do (and
like to do) anyways I believe that I'm coping relatively well. And
the 'task time allocation' project for which I'm currently carrying
out experiments really is quite fascinating. A simple hypothesis
states that when people are to solve two competing tasks under time
pressure, they should devote the majority of their time to the easier
task. While my experimental data seems to mock this cute intuition
so far, it certainly applies to my personal time allocation at the
moment. [Watch me doing a typical
dual-task experiment.] Consequently, the old news is that I
still have to write up my PhD thesis so don't mention the
'd'-word! Which is why I'm determined to continue carefully neglecting
this site, except for occasional picture updates, like these
or these.
September
10, 2002
Many
exciting things require my full attention at the moment. And as
I'm forced to set priorities this site, sadly, is not one of them.
So please excuse me for a few weeks.
August
13, 2002
Back
from an inspiring summer school, an interesting workshop and an
exciting conference. As my primary objective now is to overcome
jet-lag and then apply some of my new skills & ideas the harvesting
and presentation of my photographs might take some time. Meanwhile,
you can find some group pictures of the 2002 ACT-R
summer school here,
and some snapshots of a reception at the CogSci
conference (including one showing my supervisor and me having a
jolly good time) are available here.
July
23, 2002
Off
to the US for about three weeks to attend the ACT-R
summer school and workshop at CMU,
Pittsburgh, PA, and this year's
CogSci Conference at GMU,
Fairfax, VA (near Washington, DC).
(My conference paper can be downloaded here).
As I'm very much looking forward to meeting some new ideas and many
old friends, the journey promises a great mixture of
work, rest, and play.
July
8, 2002
Some new pictures of Cardiff,
Caerphilly, the
Brecon Beacons,
and the South-Wales coastline
are now available. All images depict locations which are
less than an hour's drive away from Cardiff. Allegedly, this is
the ugliest part of Wales...
July
1, 2002
Don't
mention the W-word! No, not those historic hostilities that are
invoked whenever there's an England-German football match is on,
nor a certain US citizen who's best liked for his amusing slips
& lapses. But the present weather,
ie. the total absence of anything vaguely resembling a summer, is
beginning to pi** me off (and pi**ing on me). When I mentioned below
that I had developed a 'remarkable resistance to rain' I didn't
mean to imply that I've developed webs and gills at least
not yet. Too bad that empirical hypotheses cannot be proven right
by supporting evidence, for otherwise the present flood would confirm
my theory that Cardiff is actually a submarine city, and what we
periodically mistake for rain is but the rising tide. Fortunately,
I'm too occupied for prolonged suffering, or for enjoying the sun,
if it still exists. As for the World Cup, I can but say that the
better team won in the end and that's ok. What I actually
wanted to mention: Whoever knows my mother will now find some images
of her visit here.
June
18, 2002
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While the German summer is reaching historic heights at 39°Celsius,
we may be reasonably optimistic for our temperatures to break
the 20° barrier by mid-July. Although I'm not a huge fan
of heat and have developed a remarkable resistance to rain,
I do find it somewhat depressive when the sun does not make
an appearance for more a week. On the other hand, I mustn't
grumble, for in May we had a few fine days that even allowed
for a swim in the sea.
Fortunately, I had a few nice days with my mother, who visited
me just around the time when Great Britain was celebrating
the Golden Jubilee of its motherly sovereign. As this allowed
me to indulge in unadulterated tourism, I was able to see
some parts of England and Wales that I hadn't visited before.
A few new photo series are in preparation, but as I'm very
busy at the moment it may take a while before I will have
some ready for the web.
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June
2, 2002
A random rant about football madness
A spectre is haunting me in Europe the spectre of the FIFA
world cup. Thank goodness that this wretched tournament has
finally been kicked-off! Don't get me wrong: Although I don't care
much about who wins or loses, I enjoy watching the occasional game,
do know the offside rule and have once been a passionate player
(when me was young and life was fun...). But sadly, most of what
I hear and see today is not about football any more. Take the ridiculous
media hype during the last weeks, which has become almost as bizarre
as unbearable.
The sheer absurdity of this year's world cup build-up (at least
here in the UK, but I'm sure that it was just as bad elsewhere)
was most vividly illustrated by the allocation of time slots in
the daily news: A 5-minute report on Pakistan vs. India (on the
brink of a nuclear war) was usually followed by a 10-min pre-match
report on England vs. Sweden (no threat of nuclear war here, but
a detailed discussion of the delicate intricacies of the metatarsal
bone). After several weeks of the same routine and countless hours
of TV coverage, the English team displayed about 45 minutes of decent
football in today's match what an anti-climax! Yet this result
again calls for a detailed analysis and will be subjected to endless
discussions, of course...
Apart
from the news, the entire advertising industry has been
infected by football-frenzy and desperately conjured up obscure
links between football and almost anything. While I can see the
connection for sporting brands, personal hygiene products and beverages
(although I doubt that the majority of those 'refreshing' soft drinks
and beers will be transformed into sweat on a football pitch) I
seriously wonder who would actually choose an internet
portal, buy a particular car,
apply for a certain credit
card, or even decide on a specific mortgage
because of its sponsorship of a football tournament? To me,
the fact that any "official
sponsor" paid a minimum fee of 30 million US-$ (~£20m)
to FIFA seems would seem to be a pretty good reason to not
support that company.
My favourite
World Cup advertisement this year is by EA
Sports and attempts to sell a video game by the memorable slogan
"Stop the Germans".
Interestingly,
the alleged motivation of potential customers is not primarily
to win the game, but to prevent someone else's victory.
On
the UK
section of the corresponding web site a movie clip [QuickTime,
1.73Mb; avi,
242Kb] shows us whose victory must be disallowed at all costs:
a bald-headed crossbreed between Carsten Jancker and nationalistic
hillbilly is sitting in front of his TV and (with an exalted
grin) solemnly swinging a German flag whilst the German national
anthem is playing in the background. (Apart from the Bavarian
dress being about as 'typical German' as a Scottish kilt is
'typical British', the corresponding newspaper ad even makes
a subtle comment on the British educational system: as the German
flag bears the inscription "World Champions 2002"
even the Bavarian football supporter obviously speaks a foreign
language.)
The positive goal of potential UK buyers of the game is illustrated
by another clip entiteld "What we all want"
[QuickTime,
1.2Mb]: Apparently, "we all" would much prefer some
hulk with a bulldog tattoo on his pot belly performing tribal
dances in front of his telly... |
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the way: Despite their educational merits, the German
version of the same site (which in the UK is only accessible
by a detour to the home page) does not contain any links to
those delightful clips. Instead, some marketing genius points
out that, in a recent virtual tournament, Germany lost to Turkey
in the final. I wonder why the Dutch version seems somewhat
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More
generally, this campaign highlights an interesting aspect of English-German
relations: Due to some leathery object crossing (or not crossing?)
some line more than 30 years ago and a few subsequent penalty shootouts,
many English football fans display a peculiar preoccupation with
the fate of Germany's football team. Why else would the last (and
not very good) game played at Wembley and the fact that the stadium
is now rebuild with the support of a German bank be perceived as
national humiliations? And why else would any English fan have a
remotely positive memory of the Euro 2000 tournament, in which both
England and Germany deservedly crashed out in the first round? It
tells a lot about the perception of international relations in this
country that
Germany's defeat to England at Munich on September 1, 2001, is probably
remembered as one of the most important events of last year
perhaps second only to the events of September 11. That
game had its own advertisement highlights: Why not get a smashing
desktop wallpaper,
a DVD
showing "a new breed of heroes" or this big banner
to "lay on your bed as a bedspread fully washable"?
After several weeks of build-up at the peak of which some tabloids
even invoked pictures of Nazi-Germany I actually was grateful for
the result naively hoping that it might soothe some old wounds.
Unfortunately, the effect seems to have been but a temporary one.
It
really is a strange phenomenon that despite all the evidence to
the contrary (e.g. not having won a trophy since 1966) many English
fans still behave as if their team rightfully ought to win. When
questioned for their reasons, many answers boil down to little more
than "We invented the game" or "We won the war".
Again,
please don't misunderstand me: I believe that the present German
team is equally mediocre and does not deserve to win a major title.
In the unlikely event that England and Germany should meet each
other
in this year's tournament ('unlikely'
as for this to happen, both teams would need to reach and survive
the second round) I will be grateful to live in Wales, where many
display such an enthusiastic nationalism that they would neither
cheer for England nor for Germany. (Since Wales beat Germany here
in Cardiff about two weeks ago, they would probably favour Germany,
thus beating the English by transitive inference...) As for myself,
I wouldn't really know whom to support. Instead, I would just try
to enjoy the game (at home, as a pub would probably not be safe)
and take an opportunistic stance by hoping that the better team
wins.
Unfortunately,
football games are often not won by the better team. While some
people claim that this makes the game more interesting, I see in
the disproportional influence of sheer luck another reason to become
discouraged. But the worst thing is the ever-increasing amount of
noise around each encounter. Despite
some empirical evidence to the contrary (e.g. by Peter
Ayton, whose studies undermine the notion of a 'hot' goalscorer,
question the common belief that scoring just before half-time has
any special importance and exposes the idea that a team is more
"vulnerable" immediately after a goal as a fallacy), much
of the so-called "game analysis" by "experts"
is merely perpetuating old superstitions and well-worn clichés.
While I sincerely admire the achievements of athletes, respect the
coordinated effort of a team and acknowledge the important emotional
functions of any sporting event, I find it very disturbing when
the practice and support of a sport takes on the shape of a religion:
by affording membership to an exclusive community, which has
its own rituals and shares
a system of beliefs which are rendered impenetrable to rational
discourse.
Ironically,
the football version of modern superstition is masked
by a compulsive obsession with facts and numbers. As much as I admire
the dedication of those poor people who collect all that data
without a demonstration of clear causal links, e.g. between past
and present results, most of that is nothing but a load of pseudo-scientifc
rubbish. Not only do statements like "the chances for team
A are good as it has won 4 of the last 6 encounters" lack any
statistical significance, but claims like "there's a good chance
for nation A to beat nation B since in their last X meetings A has
only scored Y times in the second half" are utterly arbitrary
and usually don't imply anything at all. Rather
then demonstrating some deep insight into the hidden mechanisms
of the game, they just make us sit in front of the telly for longer,
so we can watch all those commercials and ruin our health (and wealth)
by buying all those snacks and drinks advertised...
But
enough said. If you are sick of all the noise, but enjoy a
simple game of skill, thrill and strategy try out these Arcade
games instead. Alternatively, see the
last page.
[June
10: Michi kindly posted a comment on this rant in the guestbook.
Btw: I quite enjoyed the games I've seen so far and congratulate
both England and Germany for still being in contention. Nonetheless,
the impacts of nationality on visual perception (or the subsequent
judgements?) can be bewildering and are often nothing short of shocking
(e.g., seeing someone 'dominating' a game, 'faking' an injury, or
'deserving' a penalty...). As watching a match in a foreign country
really is a very enlightening (painful, but also cathartic) experience
I believe that it would be a great exercise in cultural relativity
if all fans of a team A had to watch a match of A and B in country
B, and vice versa. But I realize that this would probably miss the
point: a big part of the fun seems to derive from partisanship,
rather than impartiality.]
May
15, 2002
Happy birthday to me! According to the mysterious computations
of the Decimal
Birthday Calculator
next Tuesday, May 21st 2002 is my 12,000.-day
on earth (at least in the present incarnation). And since 'decimal
birthdays' are quite a geeky thing to celebrate, I've decided to
throw an even geekier party: by providing some good-old Arcade
games for the online-pleasure of those sad folks (like me),
for whom the advent of the Atari 2600 VCS console in the late 70s
(background
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still marks the ultimate peak of computer gaming. Furthermore, I've
added a few machine translation links to the language
games page. (Due to popular demand, you can now enjoy this
site in Swabian, which is the German dialect I spoke before
I converted to BBC-German. Unfortunately, I haven't found a Welsh
translation service yet, but I'm sure that people are eagerly working
on that.) Oh, and since a round decimal birthday occurs only about
every three years I expect your presents to be really big...
April
2002
Back,
but busy no updates this
month.
March
29, 2002
After
a few hectic weeks I believe that I've truly deserved this year's
Easter holiday. I'm off to good-old Germany for about two weeks.
And as I haven't been at home for more than a year I'm really looking
forward to it. But
a German vacation without any occupational challenge wouldn't really
be 'efficient', of course! Fortunately, a glance at a 'Studium
Generale' announcement
of the Hannover
University of Applied Sciences and Arts
reveals that I'll probably manage to eschew the dangers of lewd
wantonness by combining
the pleasant with the useful...
Happy Easter holidays to everyone!
March
2, 2002
Too
much work, too little time and none at all for updates of
this site. But since I'm running out of webspace anyway, I'd have
to restructure and delete some stuff before I could possibly add
any new contents. But at present I'm simply too preoccupied with
research and other commitments. Please excuse me for a while...
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Bear
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Although
some polls
suggest that nude depictions of myself and certain actresses
are much more popular than my pets, I decided to share a picture
of my bears whilst engaging in the construction in some sort
of 'prototype'. I tried to explain that a power supply is
a necessary, but not sufficient condition for a PC, but of
course they would not listen.
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January
20, 2002
As
I'm working towards a PhD and a few other things this year I won't
have time for regular updates, I'm afraid. But I've just made one
of my experimental programs available here,
so if you're bored you can download
it and then spend many exciting days trying to solve 10-disk
Towers of Hanoi problems, or diagnosing your potential frontal lobe
damage by the Tower of London task. (Don't bother practizing, though,
if you happen to be a potential participant of mine I'll
come up with something else...)
January
2, 2002
A
most happy new year
to everyone! Still severely jet-lagged, but back from New York where
I had a wonderful time (which isn't very difficult, of course. But
the better I get to know the city the more I like it). Some first
pictures and animations
are available, but I haven't had the time yet to sort out the rest.
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