
http://www.stanfordreview.org/Archive/Volume_XXXI/Issue_2/The_Rawls_Report/therawlsreport1.shtml
*and my reply (NOT my title): http://www.stanfordreview.org/Archive/Volume_XXXI/Issue_3/Letter_to_the_Editor/lettertotheeditor1.shtml
I’m an RA at EBF, a co-ol co-ed co-op
http://ebroccoli.stanford.edu/
I’m co-editor-in-chief of the Dualist, Stanford’s undergraduate journal of philosophy
http://www.stanford.edu/group/dualist/
I’m an undergraduate researcher in Gabrieli’s Cognitive Neuroscience lab
I’m in a Korean drumming group called Hwimori and play the janggo
http://www.stanford.edu/group/hwimori/
I’m a UAC writing tutor
http://www.stanford.edu/dept/undergrad/uac/tutoring/
Looking at and purchasing clothes that
need love:
http://www.fashiondig.com/, http://www.pleaseonline.com/, http://www.monstervintage.com, http://www.rustyzipper.com/
Music
and people writing funny things about it:
http://www.pitchforkmedia.com/, http://www.clairecords.com/, http://www.gemm.com/, http://www.insomniaville.com/aloha/info/, http://www.totalshutdown.com/, http://www.lastplanetojakarta.com/, http://www.bjork.com/, http://www.beck.com/,
http://www.polyvinylrecords.com/, http://www.radiohead.com/, http://www.greenplastic.com/, http://www.thelocust.com/, http://www.superheroes.dk/, http://www.morrissey-solo.com/, http://www.matadorrecords.com/, http://www.thrilljockey.com/, http://www.musichallsf.com/calendar/index.html, http://www.bottomofthehill.com/, http://www.bimbos365club.com/, http://web.sfc.keio.ac.jp/~t90404tn/poem/favourite/takako/tm01.html,
http://www.miketheheadlesschicken.org/, http://www.threebrain.com/, http://www.512productions.com/lobstermagnet/, http://www.groupxarab.com/, http://www.gamecubicle.com/specials-mario_twins_shiggidy.htm, http://www.realultimatepower.net/, http://www.timecube.com/, http://www.mulletsgalore.com/,
http://phd.stanford.edu/archive.cfm?comicid=258-1
Putting
knowledge into my brain:
http://adbusters.org/home/,
http://www.blarg.net/~building/blab_sylwesterwebsites.htm,
http://plato.stanford.edu/entries/neuroscience/, http://www-abc.mpib-berlin.mpg.de/users/ptodd/SimpleHeuristics.BBS/, http://www.jstor.org/cgi-bin/jstor/listjournal, http://scisearch2.lanl.gov/stanford/sciquery.html, http://www-csli.stanford.edu/events/Coglunch/, http://www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov/entrez/query.fcgi?holding=Stanford, http://mitpress.mit.edu/
daviexfm
Address
Phone
650-497-6773
Residence
Enchanted
Rm 112 – Brain Damage
1. How did you
get the nickname
2. Why are
you obsessed with brains? Are you a psych major?
It’s more to do with how we use our brains than the actual mess of neurons, glia and CSF stuffed between our ears. How do we ever figure anything out? Understand other people? Imagine things we’ve never seen and don’t actually exist? Build really complicated ideas like quantum mechanics from really small observations like watching apples fall off trees? If I were really smart, I would just figure all this out and move on…but I’m not, so I guess this could be a career.
I am not a psych major. I am a Cognitive Neuroscience Individually Designed Major, which is much longer and more complicated. This will give you a better idea. My advisors are: John Gabrieli (psychology), Peter Godfrey-Smith (philosophy), and Jennifer Raymond (neurobiology). I also worked with Lera Boroditsky, who is now at MIT, Liz Brannon at Duke, and played with some neurokids at UPenn’s Institute for Research in Cognitive Science. I also study kids and infants with Michael Ramscar and Susan Johnson and race and eye gaze with Jennifer Eberhardt.
Right now, I am working on an honors thesis on the role of biological motion in theory of mind. For this project, I videotape the eye movements of 12 month old infants while they watch a movie (as you can see, “biological motion” in this case = me walking around at 7am in spandex with small reflectors on my major joints). If the babies follow the “gaze” of the point light walker, this is evidence that this motion information is enough for the babies to infer that the walker has mental states like perception and attention.
This summer, I had a car for one week. We drove it to a secluded and beautiful
beach to set off fireworks. Isn’t this place beautiful?
Then it met a cement truck (below), which was placed across both lanes of a foggy
two lane highway.
The truck was making a left turn, but this section of it wanted to stay in the middle of
the road and say hi to my car while the rest of the truck appeared to drive off on the
correct side of the highway. However, it was too dark for my car to wave back. See
how this cement truck is not very well-lit? So instead, my car crashed head-on into it.
Don’t worry. No one was hurt (you wouldn’t think so, though, would you?), and we
even got to hang out in the cement factory until someone could come pick us up. My
car had so much fun, it even saved a piece of the cement truck as a souvenir,
although it had to sacrifice its fender to do so.
Unfortunately, my car died in the accident. Here it is getting towed away by
Lifesavers towing service of
Because I do not ever want to be auctioned off for spare parts, I decided that maybe
I don’t want to drive for a while. Maybe I would rather sit around and read and learn
about brains and get fat. The end!
I still like eating. Here are some recipes.
Crème brulee French toast, Vanilla crème brulee, Strawberry bavarian, Chocolate mousse
I also enjoy watching movies.
Movies you can watch with me because I own them:
Movies I would like to watch, so if you have them let me know:
Music I would like to find.
Did you cry when Audiogalaxy became a large field of X’s? If so, we can be crybabies together. Let’s trade some mp3s. Probably illegally. I’ll trade you whatever I have for:
More
Pictures. In no particular order.

We (Orion, Alisa, me, Asha, Russ, ACD, Pappas) are at the beach. It is warm. Later on, some people will play volleyball and Alisa and I will be swept out to sea in our paddleboat.

This is Cornelius, delivering the most entertaining concert I’ve seen since the Flaming Lips rocked me in giant fur suits and fake blood and confetti. Except this show had lasers and experimental video and Japanese tourists.


Brent,
me and Ravi with Jason Hammel, a Mate of State fresh from covering Nico’s
“These Days” and touring with Rainer Maria. Too bad there are TWO s’s in his
band’s name.

This picture contains some of my favorite people (Yvonne, Nad, Ruba, Val, and me). We are about to eat really cheap and good Mexican food. Or maybe we just ate it.

Nad is sporting taped-on freckles made out of sprinkles. We baked five billion cupcakes and one actual cake.

Katherine, Shannon, Richie, Masha and me outside the

Missy—master gymnast, singer, Italian expatriot, and drawmate—in a rare photographic appearance.
THE CASTRO. Because it’s
important to spend Halloween with thousands of scantily-clad strangers.

Friendly Gap Tooth Man made it the streets safe for girls like Yvonne and me.

Dara and I co-opted the buses using only her witchy wig and my paper-bag/Margot-Tenenbaum-wooden-finger.
EBF’S SPECIAL DINNER: FALL Special people. Special
food. Special

Micha, Andy, and Mahesh are special.

Hilary and me looking artistically not-at-the-camera is also special, especially if you are also being a greek goddess and Audrey Hepburn.

Even more special is getting to reuse the same $5 paper
crown for multiple costume parties. This one featured
EBF’S SPECIAL DINNER: WINTER is the season for Past and Future Lives

Micha, technoguerilla of tomorrow, and Anna Letitia Mumford, guerilla of today

Adam (Nathan), Eve (Dara), Joe (Joe), and Jo(yce). Why? Because we like you.

Sage, Ronelle, and Robby, kitted and pimped out and too stylish for your mom.

Andy, Jeff, Eiman,

Rudi, John, Dani, David, SaraInes, Harini, and Sam, who look really really happy, probably because they aren’t enjoying my cheesy mashed potatoes.

Rachel, Nat, and Davis like food, butterflies, pirates, and short shorts.

Whitney, Chris and Jeff are each amazing and unique human beings no caption can do justice to.

The facial expressions speak for themselves and their wearers, Rita Hayworth, Bjork, and Technoguerilla

Shannon, Andres, and Brent are cool, when photographed, they do not drool.

Madhav: EBF institution, power strip fixer, OV (original vegan), and now, a doctor and about to leave us.
Madhav: this eggless, milkless cake is for you!
Special guest appearances by Joe and Angad

Richie, my twin separated at birth by two years, and me on “Jim’s Bench—but you can sit here, too”
At the Hwimori spring retreat in

Dunes! Drums! Wow.

I don’t know why we’re trying—sand is FOREVER.
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