So what will your legacy be?*

On the day before the presidential inauguration, I saved a quote from an article by Tony Rhodin, an editor for a local Pennsylvania newspaper (The Express-Times Daily). What he wrote was surprisingly simple, but true:

Obama's early legacy will be based on his actions, not his rhetoric. He has a huge majority in Congress and has huge public support. He is positioned to do great good. The real question is if he can.**

I think it was Gandhi who said that action expresses priorities. If the Senate is ultimately successful in passing the health care reform bill this week, then we'll not only have concrete proof of our government's political priorities, but also a poignant preview of the presidential legacy that Obama is poised to leave behind.***

*Lyrics from Wakey Wakey's "War Sweater".
**Rhodin, Tony. "Barack Obama's legacy will be one of action -- or lack thereof." LeHigh Valley Express-Times. 19 Jan 2009.
***Read more about the current developments & some of the basic reforms included in the health care bill here, on the NY Times: "Health Bill Passes Key Test in the Senate with 60 Votes".

"...I just want to say that I believe there are options out there! A take a number option, like they have in a deli."*

From The Wall Street Journal | Health

The Henry Ford of Heart Surgery
In India, a Factory Model for Hospitals Is Cutting Costs and Yielding Profits

One of the best quotes?

"What health care needs is process innovation, not product innovation."
- Dr. Devi Shetty

Also, Holy Taco (in East Atlanta) is my new favorite restaurant option for Mexican food. Much better than standing in a deli line for a chicken quesadilla...

*Quote from the latest episode of The Office. Don't know how many options there will be for health insurance if the vote for the recent bill doesn't go through, though...

H.R. 3962, in the House.

Recent weekend developments worth mentioning

In Atlanta:

Crystal Method

Via @ Buckhead

And in health care reform:
- Obama Calls Health Care Bill's Passage 'Courageous' (NY Times)
- Is the House Health Care Bill Better than Nothing? (Huffington Post)
- House health care bill has nowhere to go in Senate (Yahoo News)

Let the health care debates begin... again. Try to formulate your own opinions after actually reading the bill.

The Common "Wealth" of Massachusetts: Health Reform

Massachusetts was the first state to provide "affordable, quality, accountable health care" to all its citizens (1). Provided that a similar bill (one that hopefully does a better job at cost-control) eventually passes at the national-level, there's an infinitesimal chance that a majority of Americans will actually be satisfied with their health care options.

The American economist Tsung-Mei Cheng formulated three "Universal Laws of Health Care Systems" (2):
1) No matter how good the health care in a particular country, people will complain about it.
2) No matter how much money is spent on health care, the doctors and hospitals will argue that it is not enough.
3) The last reform always failed.

Laws 1 and 2 are unfortunate pillars of reality: the patient complaints may never cease and the funds allocated towards health care may never meet the standards of medical practitioners and management. But, for the common wealth and health of the nation, here's to doing more and doing better - after reform passes - so that Law 3 no longer holds true (3).

"Get your scrubs ready... It's about to go down!"

Facts in news articles & books speak louder than facts on blogs:
1. NPR: Massachusetts Makes Health Insurance Mandatory
2. T.R. Reid: The Healing of America
3. Paul Krugman: "After Reform Passes." NY Times.

An island made of mud (and med students).

Better late than never: An Update from Fall Break

Memphis (a.k.a., my escape from the monotony that ATL has morphed into as of late) - was exactly what I needed: a chance to get away, relax, and recuperate with good food and an even better friend. Not to mention, I was unusually productive during the four days that I spent there.

UT Memphis Medical School

Aside from spending quality time on Mud Island with my friend on the week of her birthday, a few other highlights from my fall beak trip include visiting the UT Health Sciences Center and Medical School (and sitting in on a 2-hour anatomy GI lecture!), meeting some genuinely engaging UT med students, having an amazing meal at Papa Pia's downtown, and dining out at Pei Wei for my first time.

The "Cinderella" carriage

True, I didn't partake in the usual "tourist" activities, aside from my drive-by tour of St. Jude Children's Hospital, my brief encounters with the Memphis trolley line, and a couple glimpses of the Cinderella-like horse-drawn carriages downtown. But I'd trade the comfortable company of an old college friend for all that Memphis jazz any day.

(Techincally, Memphis is the birthplace of rock 'n roll and the "home of the Blues", but I was just using a euphemism to prove a slightly belabored point.)

Oh, and something cool to amaze your friends with your current political and pop knowledge: If you haven't heard, Kalpen Modi (a.k.a. the "Kal Penn" of Harold & Kumar, The Namesake, and the TV Show "House") recently started working at the White House as an associate director in the Office of Public Engagement, formerly known as the Office of Liaison.
And Penn Masala even performed at President Obama's Diwali celebration this week! If you've never heard them sing live or listened to a recording of them, prepare to be blown away by their unique synthesis of Eastern and Western musical elements.

Lemons can make more than lemonade.

A quick update since it's been so long:

I've been unusually busy with grad school and the work-study position I recently started, but somehow, I've found a way to strike a balance between academics, work, and a semi-existent social life (at least when my schedule permits). Currently, I'm also reading T.R. Reid's newest book, The Healing of America: A Global Quest for Better, Cheaper, and Fairer Health Care, which is a perfect complement to the Frontline documentary that PBS featured a little over a year ago. You can watch the full program, Sick Around the World, on their website.

Points of note during the past week or so include going to hear my grad school department chair, Kenneth Thorpe, present a brief in which he discussed the most latest amendments to the health care reform bill (click here for a pdf of the briefing); and partaking in a few Emory Homecoming activities during the past week (e.g., the entertaining styling of comedian, and now actor, Aziz Ansari).

Given some recent discussions I've had with colleagues and my desire to further develop my ongoing interests in public health, health care, and research, I've begun to seriously consider the merits of a future in science writing. I think handling unforeseen changes in professional aspirations and overcoming never-before encountered adversity is part of growing up, whether you actually have a handle on any of it or not. It's part of recognizing that adulthood, despite its much sought-after privileges and supposedly lessened limitations, also comes with the rude awakenings of reality: that pursuing what you love calls not only for a resilient resolve but commitment, responsibility, and practicality.

As the saying goes, "When life hands you lemons, make lemonade." But if lemons are opportunities in disguise, who's to say you can't set your sights on the best of the best? I'd rather shoot for something that might bring more fulfillment in the long run, and my experiences this year are starting to show me that you can do a lot more with the lemons you're dealt if you're willing to think outside the box (or the cutting board, in the case of this analogy).
Correction appended (10/3/2009): When I first made this post a few days ago, I incorrectly stated that I was interested in science journalism and not science writing. While the two professions are similar, there is a distinction: all journalists are writers, but all writers are not journalists. To quote Michael Kenward, a previous editor of New Scientist, "Science writing is about explaining complex ideas that nobody wants to keep secret; science journalism is about explaining things that everyone can understand but that some might prefer to keep buried."

*Information on science writing from "So You Want To Be A Science Writer?" by Natasha Loder, Science and Technology Correspondent for The Economist (Spring 2002). You can download the full text (pdf) on the Association of British Science Writers' website.

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What's mine is yours, and what's past is present.

Yosemite National Park (the first title image for A Lifetime in a Fist*)

I won't have time to update for the next week or two. But, since a couple new friends have started reading my blog recently (a fact that I absolutely adore!), I thought that I'd share links to my six all-time favorite entries - primarily for their benefit, but also out of personal nostalgia.

So, enjoy reading and click away (I tend to overload my entries with hyperlinks to interesting sites/sources). Hopefully you'll be well-entertained, or, at the very least, well-informed!

Atlanta Skyline (the previous title image for my once colorless blog)

Descriptions & Links to (Re)commendable Favorites [in chronological order]:

1. Humble beginnings (food, photos, and musical talent)

2. Pure debauchery in the form of personal commentary

3. 5 things that make me happy (more music, food, and artistry)

4. One entry, among many, from my travels in Paris

5. Money, savings, and more (tips, a movie rec, and a book rec)

6. Latest but not last or least (music rec, food fav, and health care)


*Original Yosemite National Park photo taken by my dad; click the photo to view it in its optimal quality.

Getting used to [my] Entourage.

In my meticulous quest to be fully prepared at all times, I often find myself drowning in a deluge of organizational applications and items - handwritten assignments and meetings in my planner, reminders and notes on the "stickies" on my laptop screen, and color-coded to-do lists and events on my beloved iCal.

A screenshot of my iCal for the month of September

While the advent of increased technology offers a number of brilliant benefits for those who in need of tools to balance their student or professional life (or, in my case, both), having too many different resources to check can become a bit unnerving and even counterproductive. You're bound to miss something important in the process of trying to simultaneously keep up with so much - it's inevitable. If only there were a way to streamline everything and have just one source for all your appointments and obligations - without walking around with a CrackBerry glued to your fingertips at all times.

For e-mail, a simplifier of sorts already exists: a few months ago, having three e-mail accounts became so much that I started using POP mail filters to have all my e-mail forwarded to one account. (If you're a Gmail user - or if you have almost any account - you can use this feature to simplify the number of e-mail accounts you have to keep up with on a regular basis.)

Unfortunately, a fourth, Microsoft Exchange-based graduate e-mail account - one that requires my daily attention, has extremely limited features on a Mac OS, and doesn't support the use of POP filters - was recently added to the technological mix. My new solution? Microsoft Entourage for Macs. It provides me the option to import e-mail accounts and organize practically every facet of my life.

It might take some time to get used to my Entourage, and I'd still like to find a way to import all the events and to-do lists tasks from my iCal so everything would be in one perfectly color-coded place; but the mere existence of a Microsoft-based program that has so many great organizational and e-mail features and runs so smoothly on Mac is enough to completely make my day (literally). I'm not a spokesperson for the company and I haven't even begun to learn all the odds and ends of the program, but it definitely has the potential to transform my general downpour of daily details and tasks into a more manageable trickle.

A pleasant update since the last post: With the help of my mom, I discovered the existence of soy nut butter, in its original, honey, and chocolate glory, and, more importantly, its lack of allergic-reaction inducing qualities (no peanuts, nuts, dairy, or gluten).

It's simple, really.

With grad school classes currently in full-swing and work starting soon, I haven't had many free moments to really "live" in my apartment - to cook a "real" meal (one that doesn't just entail microwaving or heating a package) or to properly entertain friends (unless it involves just sitting around on a random assortment of furniture & talking until the boredom becomes too much).

But now, I finally have cookware and grown-up, dishwasher-safe dishes (as opposed to the flimsy, brightly-colored dorm dishes I used to eat on) and more reasons to shed the college-student habits of my former life. And that's where my fascination with RealSimple.com comes in. (Admittedly, I bummed these cooking supplies and dishes from my older brother's house - with his permission, of course - but that's besides the point.)

My favorite source for handfuls of deliciousness & life finesse.

Some of my top picks from the site:

• 24 Great Snacks
• 28 Uses for Everyday Items
• What's the Worst that Could Happen?
  

And the best part is, you don't need to have boatloads of free time or the culinary skill of Martha Stewart to successfully implement most of the showcased ideas.

On a somewhat-related but completely personal note, I recently discovered that I am (and probably have been, for some time) allergic to peanuts, which is disappointing on a number of levels. I've known the fact that allergies can develop later in adulthood for years, especially since I developed a tree nut allergy in college. But, in part due to my false sense of invincibility and mostly due to my unfaltering love for eating anything and everything with peanut butter, I always hoped, that when it came to peanuts, I would be an outlier (<-- read Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell if you ever get a chance - it's filled with inspirational take-home points about success and society, but it's written in a refreshingly non-traditional way).

It's so much harder to let go of things when you know exactly what you're missing out on. The same goes from people. Tonight, I'll make sure to take 5 for everyone and everything that I miss about them.*

*The links in the last sentence will probably only make sense to a select few readers.

Econ 101, with a musical twist.

We might be in an economic recession of monumental precendent (check out Paul Krugman's NY Times article - it's been on the "Most Popular" list for the past 5 days), but some high school kids are still willing to pay exorbitant amounts of money for a concert ticket to hear their favorite electronica/pop band.

It's all about supply and demand.

Case in point: Tickets for the Owl City concert in Atlanta were sold out about a week ago. In other words, supply was limited. And, as common sense (and Graph 1 below) might tell you, when the quantity of a product goes down, the price goes up because people are willing to pay more to get what they want. In fact, it wasn't long before tickets started selling on $30 or $40 on Craigslist - even though the original cost of the ticket was only $12. In financial terms, that's called a price mark-up (though, in this case, it didn't really cost the seller anything to "produce" the ticket, so a profit was made without expending any services).

Graph 1: Relationship Between Supply & Price

By 8 pm on the night of the concert, demand had shifted to an all-time high (see Graph 2 below). Desperate, antsy teenagers were huddled in small groups outside the entrance to the venue, willing to pay upwards of $50 for a ticket. One kid actually offered my friend $70 (that's about 580% more than the original price of the ticket!), though my friend was nice enough to sell it to him for $40 - still a solid profit of $28. I'll omit the pseudo-verboten details, but a few of us (myself included) ended up selling our own tickets at a similarly substantial profit and we managed to make it into the concert.

Graph 2: An Upward Shift in Demand

Owl City's overall performance - and, in particular, Adam Young's unfiltered/unedited vocal performance - wasn't nearly as amazing as the ritzy recordings. By purely musical standards and substance, then, my first live U.S. concert wasn't quite what I'd hoped it would be. But the night itself was made memorable by virtue of my friends - the financially-loaded, ticket-seeking "friends" I temporarily made on the corner, as well as the more permanent, financially-savvy friends that I went to the concert with in the first place.

I'm beginning to see how my (currently limited) knowledge of financial accounting and health economics might actually be beneficial when combined with some street smarts; and with friends like these, well, who needs enemies?*

*"The Bird and The Worm", Owl City.

"The time for games has passed."*

May God bless sushi, and God bless the United States of America.

"The time for bickering is over. The time for games has passed. Now is the season for action. Now is when we must bring the best ideas of both parties together and show the American people that we can still do what we were sent here to do. Now's the time to deliver on health care."

President Obama made a markedly dramatic speech on health care reform tonight, one that drew cheers of both praise and disapproval. He promised that any plan wouldn't add a dime to our budget deficit and that spending cuts would be made in other areas to counteract the costs of the health care bill*. He promised to reduce "the waste and inefficiency in Medicare and Medicaid... [to] pay for most of this plan."* But, most of all, he promised to follow through.

Now the question remains, is Congress willing to do the same? Because all the speeches to constituents and all the promises in the world mean absolutely nothing if no one takes concrete steps towards action and change. For the health of each individual American and the health of America as a whole, let's hope for the best.

*Quotes taken from President Obama's Congressional Address on Health Care Reform, Sept. 9, 2009. Watch it here on MSNBC or read the transcript on CBS news.

A club worth joining.

I don't know who came up with this idea, but the fact that a site like this can be informative and entertaining is pure genius. Check it out here*.

My favorite is fancy parking method no. 4. I'm willing to bet that most drivers secretly (and, sometimes, openly) relish the opportunity to use this parking method, if and when the stars (/cars) properly align themselves.
Definitely much more fun than obsessing over "generally accepted accounting principles" in financial and managerial accounting class or understanding PPCs (product possibility curves) in health care economics any day. Though, don't try any of the fancy parking methods at too high of a speed, especially if you don't have health insurance.

Some additional entertaining (/entertainment) news - I'm going to hear Owl City perform live in concert tomorrow night!


Granted, Owl City consists of just one guy (Adam Young) on vocals and, well, everything else (though he occasionally features a female singer, Breanne Duren, on a few of his tracks); and most of the songs have super-artsy lyrics that deal with seemingly nonsensical topics that are generally unheard of in most mainstream music (like dental care) and/or rather conventional topics that are described in unconventional ways ("Cheer up and dry your damp eyes and tell me when it rains/ And I'll blend up that rainbow above you and shoot it through your veins").

But, surprisingly, that's part of what makes his songs so fresh and oddly compelling to listen to.

The real inventiveness in Owl City's music, though, is in its instrumental arrangements - the way that they have the ace ability to envelope you in an amazingly idyllic atmosphere wherever you are and transport you away from the commonplace. And, especially when you've been cooped up in your car during a painfully long commute or you've self-sequestered yourself in the stuffy stacks to study for hours upon hours, isn't that exactly what you want in the music you listen to? Feel free to let your own ears make the choice.

*Props go to the guy who commented on the most recent post in Ramit Sethi's I Will Teach You How To Be Rich blog.

A flu, by any other name, would make us retreat.

H1N1, a.k.a. the "swine" flu, is really nothing to freak out about. Just wash your hands, quit picking your nose so much, and keep your distance from others, especially if they're sick. And if you do have a fever or start feeling ill, skip the crazy Labor Day raves this weekend and stay at home instead, because the surest way to recovery is resting more and drinking lots of fluids. Seriously, what's new?



(And if, for some reason, you don't agree with my advice, hopefully you'll at least believe the CDC's credible health information.)

Whether you're staying in because a) you're already sick, b) you don't want to get sick, or c) you're somewhat of a social recluse and you actually read my blog, here are a few of my most-recent favorite things and a couple reading recs that might keep you occupied for the time being:

Boyce Avenue
I've been listening to their covers (and original songs) for almost two years, but I'm sure there are still tons of people who have never heard of them before. They're pretty mainstream as far as music goes, but that doesn't mean they're any less talented or entertaining than most popular artists on the charts right now.

• My favorite cover/acoustic medley of theirs (doesn't have the most views on YouTube, but I like it best, nonetheless)
  
• An original of theirs, Change Your Mind.
  

Chipotle Hummus with Sundried Tomatoes
Unless you're allergic to chickpeas (sorry, friend), there's something terribly wrong with your taste buds if you don't appreciate the amazing flavors in this recipe.

2 lengthy but insightful and well-written articles on patient care in the American health care system:


One lazy autumn afternoon, when you're semi-stealthily siphoning free Wi-Fi from a local coffee establishment and you happen to have some free time on your hands, start reading one of these articles. You'll not only be able to maintain a semblance of intellect & academic superiority, but you might also learn something that's new, interesting, and useful - a critical reader's trifecta.

• "How American Health Care Killed My Father" (David Goldhill, The Atlantic, Sept. 2009)

• "The Checklist" (Atul Gawande, The New Yorker, December 2007 - not as recent, but still worth the read)

... or, if you really don't have the time, and you still want to feign being knowledgeable about current health care issues in casual conversation, just read David Brooks' recent article in the NY Times, "Let's Get Fundamental".

In other, more personal news, I officially received my college degree about a week ago. I walked across campus in the sticky summer heat and picked up my diploma from the cramped registrar's office. Sadly, it was anti-climactic - no enthusiastic applause, cheering crowds, or pomp and circumstance of any sort, for that matter. At least my name was spelled correctly, though, and the lady behind the desk gave me a 3-second smile and a lukewarm "Congratulations on graduating." Not like it cost me $120,000 and 4 years of my life or anything...

Post-script/Update: If reading pages upon pages isn't your cup of tea, here's a documentary that Bill Moyers recently featured, based on Maggie Mahar's book, Money Driven Medicine: The Real Reason Health Care Costs So Much. Granted, one of my grad school professors showed a clip from it in class so it's not nearly as edge-y or controversial as Michael Moore's Sick-O, but it still does the trick and manages to hold a viewer's attention.

"It twists people like pretzels."*

Though my classes don't start till Monday, I was reading an assigned article on healthcare reform earlier last week and it got me thinking about two things. 1) How, fortunately - for my parents and professors - and unfortunately - for me - I still do most of my homework ahead of time; and 2) how, contrary to popular belief, there's no single silver bullet to solve all the healthcare woes in America.

Like most everyone else, I've known for a long time that the American healthcare system is confusing, inefficient, and expensive for both physicians and patients alike; actually, that's one of the main reasons I decided to go to public health school before applying to med school. But, what I didn't understand until now is how most of the current healthcare "plans" that various groups have been proposing also have the potential to be just as confusing, inefficient, and expensive if a) there's too much opposition/resistance from the public, and b) if there's too much opposition/resistance from the private (health insurance) sector.

It's been said before, and it's worth saying again: if it's broken and it needs fixing, stop arguing about what needs to be done and start working together to repair it. Yes, it's important to analyze the deficiencies and pitfalls of the American medical system, but it means nothing if no one is willing to compromise on solutions for those problems. It's one thing to say "we can change" but it's another to actually change.

Sometimes I get bored and make semi-creative t-shirt designs for health care competitions sponsored by Rock The Vote. And then, I post one of those said designs on my blog so people will vote for it if/when it gets chosen as a Top 5 t-shirt design on Sept. 1.

*Quote from Nicholas Kristof's latest NY Times Op-Ed on healthcare, "Until Medical Bills Do Us Part"

Money can't buy happiness, but it can buy a lot of other cool stuff.

(See update at the end.)

Between bi-monthly recaps of the Daily Show, daily readings of the most popular articles in the NY Times, and keeping up with random blog updates on a week-to-week basis, I've actually managed to be relatively productive these past few days, and not just at my desk (although, it is nice and I did assemble it all by myself).

My $24.99 desk from Wal-Mart

It's not just my time that I've learned to budget more carefully, though - I've begun to find better ways to budget my money, too. And I feel the least I can do is pass the insight onto everyone else.

It all started a few weeks ago, when I started reading up on all the Money-Saving Tips that U.S. World & News Report compiled months, if not years, ago. Now that I have more expenses, less disposable income, and more reasons to save, I figured it wouldn't hurt to do some financial research.

Then came a brilliant encounter with P&G eSaver, an amazingly sustainable way to download coupons onto your grocery store card. I've always pictured coupon-clippers as frugal, stay-at-home supermoms or retired elderly couples who spend their days gardening and playing bridge, but now I've found a way to maintain my street cred and save a few bucks every time I go shopping, simply by the click of my mouse.

P&G eSaver (a.k.a., my new favorite financial find)

Tonight, though, was the icing on the money cake. I ended up reading an old article in the NY Times - partly by happenstance and partly by my conscious decision to read articles in the "Your Money" column - "Financial Advice for Recent Graduates". What caught my attention was not so much the words of wisdom that the advice-givers spewed in response to the specific questions about financial planning, but the fact that one of the advisors, 26-year-old Ramit Sethi, had a blog called I Will Teach You To Be Rich. I mean, what kind of person would not want to read a blog with that kind of name?

Apparently, his blog gets about 250,000 unique readers a month, so there's a pretty good possibility that I'm one of the last twenty-somethings in America to find out about it - but that doesn't mean I'm any less excited to stock up on all the financial tips that the site has to offer (even if I am about a year or so late). It's definitely earned a permanent spot on my Blogger Reading List.

Best quote of the NY Times article? Ramit Sethi's one-liner: Rich people plan for things before they need them, while others are caught treading water when something bad happens. Not sure if that's exactly true, given that I know a lot of rich people who don't know the first thing about financial planning (or life-planning, in general) - but it got me thinking that maybe, those who plan properly simply have a much better chance at becoming rich. Perhaps, careful planning begets financial success, and that, in turn, is the positive reinforcement that propels an individual to continue their conscientious behaviors.

Time to turn my thermostat up three degrees and save $10 this month! (Check out the "Power fiction & facts" list by clicking on the thermostat link - who knew a gas and electric company could be simultaneously informative and witty?)

Update: To be completely honest, the two aforementioned tips in this post (using P&G eSaver once every month or so and turning my thermostat/AC up a few degrees) are actually the only two changes I'm making to be more prudent with my money. Not that this is anything novel, but I'd like to think that small changes make big differences (kind of like with this UK public health program I read about after seeing the Michael Moore documentary, SiCKO). Not to mention, Malcolm Gladwell completely agrees with me, so that has to mean something. (The Tipping Point is what enlightened me during countless rides on the métro and solo meals in cafés when I was in Paris this summer - I highly recommend reading it, if you haven't already).

I fall asleep in hospital parking lots.*

*Lyrics from "Hello Seattle" by Owl City (my new favorite music addiction).

For the next two weeks or so, I'll be floating on the virtual corner of health care reform and health care debates, and physically residing near the corner of the public health school and the health sciences library.

Also, I'll most likely be using the word "health" at least once in every written sentence.

A snapshot of my daily "commute" (i.e., my walk across the street).

Lastly, just for clarification's sake, I don't actually fall asleep in hospital parking lots - but a lot of med students and residents do fall asleep on the exceedingly comfortable leather couches in the health sciences library.

Looking forward to health-related raucousness, pedestrian travel, and, if I'm lucky, well-deserved naps on the library couches in the near future. Read me on the flip side.

Expect the unexpected.

Andrew Card, the former Bush White House chief of staff, said, "August is a challenging time to be president. I think you have to expect the unexpected."*

Hypothetically, if I were to intentionally spin that quote to better fit my own situation, say, in a blog entry, I'd note that August is also a pretty challenging time to be a recent college graduate, move into your own apartment with minimal help from others, and start an accelerated graduate program. Not only do you have to expect the unexpected, but you also have to learn to handle it reasonably well.

A rose from our garden at home (Mobile, AL)

Photograph taken by Dr. Sailen Barik

Today was definitely a case in point.

After spending about five days at home in Alabama, I departed for my five-hour drive back to Atlanta. One unexpected power outage, two four-way intersections without functional traffic lights, and over a dozen torrential downpours later, I arrived in Atlanta.

Unfortunately, more unexpectedness was still to come.

Granted, you can't really hope for the royal treatment when you're paying nearly nothing for an old, starter apartment within 5 minutes of an unbelievably expensive university - but after moving in loads of items in the summer heat and unpacking for an hour or two, there's a basal standard of living that you do expect: running water, functional air conditioning, and, perhaps, a general level of cleanliness (i.e., no mold, unfriendly rodents, or pesky pests with wings or antennae).

There's certainly running water and no mold, but so far, I've killed two small spiders, one creepy roach, and two unidentifiable six-legged (or maybe eight-legged?) arthropod-like creatures... and there are probably more that either got away or couldn't be caught in the sweltering 88 degree heat of my apartment interior - because the air conditioning, according to my "interesting" roommate (for lack of a better adjective), apparently "works sometimes if you don't keep it on for too long, but the temperature usually doesn't change".

For the time being, I've borrowed a sizeable floor fan from my roommate, but it's safe to say I'll be stopping by the leasing office first thing tomorrow morning. Paris might not have had central air, but at least the outdoor temperature was cool enough at nights to open the windows and breathe in chilly, fresh gusts of oxygen...

Andrew Card might have gotten it wrong in his TV interview last week - I'm pretty sure that every month is a challenging time to be president. And I'm pretty sure that September will also be a trying time to be a new graduate student in a starter apartment.

At least I know to "expect the unexpected" now.

*Quote from Frank Rich's August 8th Op-Ed article in the NY Times, "Is Obama Punking Us?"

Knew you, new me.

Today is the first day of a new month, and the last day of an old era - I'll soon be moving out of my last-ever dorm room and settling into my first-ever apartment. My past four years in college have been, in many ways, much more than I could have ever expected, despite the occasional youthful indiscretions and the sometimes unpredictable ups-and-downs. All things considered (not to be confused with the amazing news coverage by NPR every weekday), I made it through without any major injuries, barring one badly-broken toe and a few memorable bruises during a recent game of frisbee in Lullwater Park. To keep the post concise, I'll leave out all the rest of the sappy and/or overly emotional events.

A snapshot of my brand new digs

It's about time I shed the safety nets that undergrad has so graciously provided (for a mere $46,000/year, give or take a few thousand dollars...) and learn to become my own guide to gaining grad school success. Goodbye to dorms (err, "residence halls"), outrageously expensive on-campus parking, and my undergraduate past; and hello to a freshly-furnished apartment, free resident parking, and my grand graduate future. Been there, done that, know the old version of who I used to be - and now it's time for the new me.

A week of firsts and twenty-firsts.

Not much has happened in the past week or so, but here are some choice firsts that are worth sharing. For the most part, all of these firsts involve fun with my friends and my newly-acquired ability to purchase and drink alcohol in the United States, since I finally turned twenty-one about a month ago.

1) Chicken Enchiladas & Margaritas at Los Loros
As the recent reviewers state, "If you need a strong drink in a laid-back atmosphere, Los Loros is a top place to go... The food is cheap and who can complain about $2.50 margaritas (m-w) that knock you off your feet." That was exactly the experience I had... and I think it'll suffice to say that a margarita is not (and never will be) my alcoholic beverage of choice.

Usher at Emory!

2) Usher & Usher's New Look!
Usher, the media mogul and entertainer that Atlanta has claimed as its own talent (even though he's originally from Dallas and grew up in Chattanooga), made a guest appearance on Emory's campus last week. He was here on the behalf of his camp, New Look, which is one of dozens of camps and conferences being held on Emory's campus for part of this summer. Usher's New Look is essentially a non-profit, charity campaign that aids youth and teaches them to harness their talents in sports and entertainment so they can change their community in a socially- and financially-beneficial way. Last year, the camp participants learned about the fundamentals of entrepreneurship and launched a fragrance with the help of experts in the industry. Interestingly enough, it's the alcohol content in cologne that actually makes it so refreshing on your skin.

The Moe's & Joe's Logo

3) Bar-hopping in the Virginia Highlands
After devouring two delicious chocolate-frosted marshmallow brownies (click on the link for the recipe!), my friends and I headed out to the Virginia Highlands this past Tuesday night, to celebrate a close friend's twenty-first birthday. On Tuesdays, Moe's and Joe's serves up $3.25 pitchers of PBR (Pabst Blue Ribbon) beer, and, like the rest of the twenty-somethings there, we joined in the debauchery and bought a pitcher to share amongst our group of five. Afterwards, we escaped the claustrophobic crowds and relaxed at a more quiet table at Fontaine's across the street.

Not surprisingly, we ran into a lot of current Emory students and recent alums at Moe's and Joe's; but, out of sheer and more unexpected coincidence, we also met a girl who works in the genetics department at Emory, in a lab right next door to one of my friends. We ended up conversing about research and medicine and professional aspirations - funny how all of that catches up to you, whether you're sitting in class on a college campus or at celebrating over drinks at a local bar. Sometimes, even alcohol can't succeed in helping you escape the sobering realities of life after college.

Reverse cultural shock.

Five or so weeks in Paris can completely change your outlook on life in the States - like I wrote once before, the real cultural shock hits after you get home from a foreign country. The following are observations in point:

Paris is a city where...
... people spend more hours on the important things in life: eating and enjoying their meals with friends, relaxing in parks and at neighborhood cafés, and walking instead of driving to purchase warm baguettes and pains au chocolat that are baked fresh daily from the local boulangerie.

Atlanta is a city where...
... people waste a lot of hours on unimportant things and then rush through the rest of life: speeding through the drive-thru of fast-food establishments, grabbing artificially-sweet-calorie-filled custard danishes and cups of coffee to go, and then sitting in traffic while commuting to work in their cars.

Paris is a city where...
... if you're a woman and you exist, men hit on you on every street corner, metro stop, café, store front, etc., etc... and sometimes keep following you for blocks, until they get a chance to hit on you.

Atlanta is a city where...
...if you're a woman and you dress provocatively in public, men glance over but don't say anything at all, because saying something remotely offensive might constitute a sexual harassment lawsuit.

The three things that I miss most about Paris:

The métro

Despite its initially claustrophobic-inducing qualities, its lack of air conditioning, and its gritty-watch-where-you're-sitting atmosphere, it's an unbelievably efficient and all-around relaxing commute once you get the hang of things. Even at its most crowded, sardine-packed times, you get the sense that you're only truly Parisian if you can handle the everyday idiosyncrasies of the métro to navigate your way through the city.

The food

Simply put, it's fresh, it's French, and it's fantastic. Every meal I had seemed like the best meal I'd ever had - above is a picture of the amazing four-cheese pasta we had at a restaurant that we stumbled upon during our escapades in Montmartre.

The weather

Compared to the sweltering summer heat and humidity of Atlanta, summer in Paris was a haven of temperate afternoons and relatively cool evenings. Although the weather patterns were somewhat unpredictable and the rainstorms were often unexpected, at least the sun never burnt you to a crisp the moment you walked outside.

Paris isn't perpetually perfect, and Atlanta isn't absolutely abominable, but it'll just take awhile longer for me to really adjust to being back. Though, I think my Parisian perspectives on most of the aforementioned things will always influence my decisions here in the States.


In other miscellaneous news, Dr. Pauline Chen's latest article in the NY Times ("When Doctors Make Mistakes") propelled me to start researching public health practicums that focus on physician-in-training and patient outcomes. I remember reading her book, Final Exam, when it first came out about two years ago - it was incredibly honest and well-written, and I definitely recommend it to anyone who's considering medical school or any reader who just wants to better understand patient care from the physician perspective.

10 years or so.*

Tonight, I was scheduled for a desk shift from 10 pm to midnight - basically, sitting in an office and answering the phone, if it happens to ring. So far, not much has happened, outside of one or two pizza deliveries and a lot of small talk about logging onto the internet, delayed flights, and dinner plans. But, every now and then, my soundscape has consisted of snippets of discussions that seem like windows to my future, if I were to become a clinician, that is. It's odd how your professional aspirations can catch up to you in the places you least expect.







I did a little research, and, apparently, the group of physicians in the lobby have come here from around the country for an event on "Therapeutic Targets in CMD". For the less clinically-inclined, CMD stands for Congenital Muscular Dystrophies - they're basically a group of muscle disorders that strike early in development and cause generalized muscle weakness, among other symptoms. You might have heard the phrase on television before, since Jerry Lewis is the national spokesperson for the organization that raises money for CMD. The underlying cause of disease is a genetic mutation, so rest assured that you probably don't have a CMD if you weren't diagnosed with it at birth.

Emory Commencement photo from Emory Alumni Association albums

Summer's a little more than half-over, and most of my friends, all recent college graduates, are poised to start their first year of medical school or graduate school in different cities around the United States. A few others are about to dive into the intimidating field of entry-level business internships or philanthropic teaching positions like Teach for America, both of which pay modest salaries but offer the possibility of life-changing professional experiences.

I wonder where everyone will end up in a decade or so - it would be ironic if I ended up at a conference like Cure CMD, especially since pediatric rehabilitation is the specialty that I've always been interested in pursuing.

*10 years is an alternative rock band from Tennessee that released a digital bundle of their music about a month ago. I haven't had a chance to hear all their songs, but a few of them, especially their singles "Beautiful" and "Wasteland", are pretty good.

America, India, and everything in between.

I was inspired to update my blog after reading a recent NY Times article, "Farewell to an India I Hardly Knew", by Anand Giridharadas.

Calcutta, India

About two years ago, as part of an application for a part-time college job, I had to write a short essay describing my experiences with issues of diversity and my perspective with respect to cultural differences. Giridharadas' article reminded me a lot of that essay, because I talked about how I had grown up "feeling as if I was in a sort of cultural limbo - a foreigner living in America but an American when I visited India" and how, "in a way, this constant sense of cultural indecision is simply a negative consequence of the territory; my parents once explained it best when they said that they knew they would have to sacrifice some of the richness of their own traditions and conservative culture in order to fully take advantage of the opportunities and independence that American life had to offer."

But the interesting thing about the NY Times article is that it left me questioning whether what I'd written was actually true. It gave me the notion that you can have both, that you can retain your cultural heritage and your nationalistic pride and still be progressive in redefining your sense of self.

Contrary to popular belief, then, you don't have to completely turn your back on all the people you came from to become the one person you've always wanted to be. It seems obvious in retrospect, but if you can find a way to help yourself, without leaving everyone else behind, then maybe your present individual successes will turn into a future collective benefit for others.

Here's to turning that notion into some kind of positive action, regardless of what I end up doing after graduate school.

Fin.

La dernière semaine/The last week:

I meant to post updates on my last week awhile ago, but I got miserably sick as soon as I returned to the States - hence, here's the entry about my 5th and last week in Paris, finally, two weeks after the fact.

Some major highlights from the week include sitting on the sidewalk of Rue des Rosiers and eating "The World's Best Falafel" from Chez Hanna on Tuesday afternoon and celebrating the last day of neuroscience classes by having my last Parisian gelato (stratiacella et mangue) and then shopping for French books, presents, and clothes to take advantage of all the discounts during the Soldes (insane sales and bargains that all the stores throughout France have during a select period of the summer) on Thursday. Our entire group had a pretty fancy farewell dinner that same night, at Café Viaduc, where I indulged in my first burger made of foie gras and my last mousse au chocolat. Afterwards, a few of us spent one last night outside of our dorms at Cité Universitaire, laying in the grass and staring at the night sky, before getting busted by campus security for having alcohol on campus and lamenting the death of Michael Jackson - some things never change, whether you're in the Atlanta, Georgia or in Paris, France.

I spent Friday resting up for Saturday (Solidays concerts!) and finishing off the last things on my to-do list for Paris: finally finding a French version of the Unbearable Lightness of Being (La légèreté insupportable de l'être), spending hours reading the book and sipping the best and most authentic chocolat chaud in Paris (a sinfully rich, dark chocolate concoction with heaps of fresh whipped cream, known as "L'Africain") with my brunch omelette at the famed Café Angelina, and then relaxing at the Jardin du Luxembourg before having one last crêpe dinner at Rouge Pomme. If you click on the link for "L'Africain", you'll find a post about Café Angelina's hot chocolate, as well as the recipe for the drink, compliments of an Australian blogger who can actually be followed on Technorati!

Solidays concert program design

I won't go into too much detail about my experiences at Solidays on Saturday, but I think it'll suffice to say that I've never been surrounded by so much energy - the crowds (think Bonnaroo, but with even less regulations and thousands of Europeans), the musicians (5 stages of concerts at this immense camping festival venue in Parc Boulogne of Paris), and the cause (Solidarité for SIDA/AIDS awareness) definitely created an amazingly memorable atmosphere and a fantastic finish to my time in Paris. I didn't last long enough to hear Girl Talk perform at 4:30 a.m. the next morning, but Stephanie Mckay and La Phaze are just two of probably a dozen or so incredibly entertaining talents that I heard during my eventful afternoon/evening at Solidays.

A few of us in front of Fontaine St. Michel (at the beginning of the trip)

After reconvening with a few friends at the St. Michel fountain (ending the trip like it began) and being entertained by street performers/break dancers there, I had my last cup of Parisian chocolat chaud at a small café, right after midnight, and took the last métro back to Cité.

I don't have any brilliant phrases to succinctly sum up the time I spent in Paris, and I can't even begin to find the words to name all the things I loved and will miss now that I've left. What I do know is that I had an absolutely amazing five weeks in France and I'll definitely be going back again some time in the near future, maybe for a public health internship next summer or a graduate semester abroad. I miss Chipotle burritos, barbecue ribs with hot sauce (e.g., Fat Matt's), and Bruster's ice cream sundaes, among all the other random foods and food-related memories with friends that make America so awesome, and it'll be good to get back to those things once I recover from being sick. Happy 4th of July, everyone!

Get busy.

I've been doing so much lately that I haven't had a chance to post a quality blog update. So, here's something - it's not optimal, but, it's better than nothing.

My 21st birthday (June 20):

Le Bon Marché/La Grande Epicerie de Paris
(how I spent my birthday morning)

Spent the first part of my day at the amazing Bon Marché and La Grande Epicerie (the French equivalent of Whole Foods, with a huge selection of gourmet French pastries, desserts, and chocolates in addition), and met up with two people from my study abroad group for a low-key lunch at a nearby café. Afterwards, I explored yet another breath-taking French church (Chappelle Notre Dame de la Médaille Miraculeuse) and visited the Rodin Museum nearby (for free, of course, because students between the ages of 18-25 get free admission to museums in France). Between escaping the intermittent rain showers and making friends with two American college students to take my photo in front of "Le Penseur" (The Thinker) because my camera died on my way to Musée Rodin, it was a pretty decent day...

A picture of me in front of Auguste Rodin's "The Thinker"
(I'm wearing the birthday dress I bought in Paris!)

... but the evening and night were the crème-de-la-crème of my 21st. After stopping by Palais de Tokyo (again, to see the exhibits for free), I met up with a few others at Centre Pompidou to go to Le Soufflé for dinner. For dessert, I had the most amazing, melt-in-your-mouth chocolate soufflé with hot melted chocolate sauce on top. So much better than a regular old birthday cake with sticky frosting.

Earlier during the day, I read in a Parisian newspaper (the Direct Matin, given out daily and free-of-charge to everyone at and outside of métro stations) that there was a free, live concert to reign in the Fête de la Musique; so, without really knowing the exact location of the park where the performance was, my roommate and I headed out, hoping to stumble upon the concert by pure luck... The concert was supposed to start at 10 pm, and we didn't make it out till after 11, so we were pretty sure we would miss the best performances (e.g., Sean Paul and Kelly Rowland). But, fate must have been on our side, because after walking on mostly empty streets rather aimlessly for over almost half an hour, crossing a dimly lit bridge through a park, and transversing a rocky gravel path, we heard the first beats of "Get Busy" in the near distance. I won't go into the minute details, but minus hilariously heart-attack-inducing run-ins with two different French police officers, the concert and the sketchy walk back were the most fun I've ever had on a birthday.

La Fête de la Musique (June 21):

Short and sweet, I rather serendipitously stumbled upon some really great musical talents and amateur performers throughout the course of the day (like Versión Originale and beat-boxer/rappers outside of Eglise Saint-Eustache), and then hit up the massively popular venue of Denfert-Rochereau to hear more popular French musicians like Alexis HK. It was really great discovering new local artists and just being part of such a huge, collective music event. Then had a late dinner with my roommate at Rouge Pomme, a restaurant near my dorm at Cité Universitaire, where the food was as delectable as the adorable French waiter.

The flyer for the Denfert-Rochereau concert

My cadeau/present to all you faithful readers: the link to the new Girl Talk album, for a pay-what-you-can price! Thought I'd share, since I'm a maven and not a connector (read Malcolm Gladwell's The Tipping Point and you'll understand)... and since I'm going to hear them perform tomorrow night in Paris, as part of the Solidays concert series (for AIDS awareness) this weekend!

Updates on week 5/the last week in Paris are soon to come... expect copious amounts of description on purchases for the annual Soldes d'été (when stores all over Paris offer amazing sales for shoppers) and summaries of the must-see/must-do things that I finished off of my Parisian wishlist.

Et si s'aimer ce n'était pas regarder dans la même direction...

... mais fermer les yeux et voir la même chose.
- Quote in one of the ads posted in a métro car on the RER B

Belated updates from Week 4:

Monet's Gardens in Giverny

Sorry, I've been a bit M.I.A. lately. Here are a few brief and noteworthy recaps from this past week (a.k.a., the week of my 21st birthday & the amazing Fête de la Musique!)

On Monday, after classes, I saw my first movie (Sunshine Cleaning, with Amy Adams) in a French movie theater. Even though the film was in English, it was definitely a different experience because the French viewers in the audience didn't always react as expected to moments of irony or particularly comedic scenes. Wouldn't really recommend the film to anyone, though...

On Tuesday, I was thanked for the creation and subsequent success of Slumdog Millionaire. While I was getting dinner at the cafeteria on Cité Universitaire's campus, a jovial, middle-aged French man came up to me in the dessert aisle and struck up a hilarious conversation, in French, of course. After announcing his disappointment because "il n'y a pas de mousse chocolat!"/there wasn't any chocolate mousse left, he asked me if I was Indian. I responded a bit hesitantly, because I didn't understand why he was talking to me - and then, in rapid-fire French (i.e., what sounded like gibberish to me) he exclaimed something about "Slumdog". At first, I started blankly at him, with a confused look on my face, and then he asked, more slowly, "Tu n'as pas vu cette film?" (Haven't you seen that movie?). I realized he was talking about Slumdog Millionaire, so I said, "Oh, oui, Slumdog Millionaire." And, then he said that it was a fantastic and moving film, and he thanked me for the movie. Great end to an otherwise uneventful day.

What I do when I'm bored in class (which happens often... click on it for the best view)

On Wednesday, I bought a cute new dress from a boutique near our classroom location. The place, called MiM, is apparently a UK chain that recently expanded to international markets in Belgium, France, and Ireland.

Thursday afternoon was spent muddling around Palais de la Découverte with the rest of my study abroad group and then buying some cool artsy postcards (a new collection that was just released in Paris) from a newstand near a métro stop on the way back to my dorm. I'll try and post pictures soon, if I can get my camera to come alive again...

A bee in a flower in Monet's garden in Giverny

On Friday, our group took a trip to Giverny, where Monet's gardens (the classic water gardens with lily ponds and amazing floral scenery) and home are located. The entire area was incredibly picturesque, so much so that every photo I took looked as though I used Photoshop to enhance the graphics. We had a huge lunch at a really nice restaurant (Les Nympheas/The Lilies), and then I had my first pain aux raisins (instead of my usual pain au chocolat) from the boulangerie near my dorm. The best part, though, was ending up at the Seine after dinner that same night and celebrating my 21st birthday precisely at midnight. We met a few French business students who had studied abroad in the U.S. - all the people we met were genuinely interesting, witty, and charming, and we had a great time with them - and, exactly when the clock struck minuit, they all sang "Happy Birthday" to me in French and English. Everyone decided I should try something new and fun on my birthday, so one of the guys in the French group playfully pulled me over to the part of the river bank where musicians were performing and Parisians were dancing. Fortunately (or unfortunately, depending on how you look at it), he was gay and a really good dancer. Those two facts may or may not be inter-connected...

Dancing by the Seine on my 21st

... recaps of the rest of the weekend (complete with entertaining stories about birthday escapades and Fête de la Musique events) are to come...

In the meantime, here's a fantastic and classy music video to keep you entertained! http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=M1_CLW-NNwc

Post-script: It's been brought to my attention that the link probably won't work if you're not in France... so just YouTube "Ok Go A Million Ways" and watch the first music video that comes up in the search results!