Notebook of Sand

• Recent Publications
• Recent Projects
• Conferences & Speaking
"Comparing Spatial Hypertext Collections"
  ACM Hypertext '09
"Archiving and Sharing Your Tinderbox"
  Tinderbox Weekend London '09
"The Electronic Nature of Future Literatures"
  Literary Studies Now, Apr '09
"The World University Project"
  St. John's Col. Cambridge, Feb '09
"Ethical Explanations,"
  The New Knowledge Forge, Jun '08
Lecture, Cambridge University
  Tragedy in E-Lit, Nov '07
Hypertext '07: Tragedy in E-Lit
Host for Tinderbox Cambridge '07
Keynote: Dickinson State Uni Conf
Upper Midwest NCHC'07: Speaker
eNarrative 6: Creative Nonfiction
HT'05: "Philadelphia Fullerine"
  Nelson award winning paper
NCHC '05:
 Nurturing Independent Scholarship
Riddick Practicum:
  Building Meeting Good Will
NCHC '04:
  Philadelphia Fullerine
  Lecture on American Studies
WWW@10: Nonfiction on the Web
NCHC '03: Parliamentary Procedure
ELL '03 -- Gawain Superstar
• (a)Musing (ad)Dictions:

Ideas. Tools. Art. Build --not buy. What works, what doesn't. Enjoy new media and software aesthetics at Tekka.

Theodore Gray (The Magic Black Box)

Faith, Life, Art, Academics. Sermons from my family away from home: Eden Chapel!

My other home: The Cambridge Union Society (in 2007, I designed our [Fresher's Guide])

The Economist daily news analysis

Global Higher Ed blog

• Hypertext/Writing

Writing the Living Web

Chief Scientist of Eastgate Systems, hypertext expert Mark Bernstein. (Electronic) Literature, cooking, art, etc.

Fabulous game reviews at playthisthing.

• Stats

Chapter I: Born. Lived. Died.

There is a Chapter II.

Locale: Lancaster County Pa, USA

Lineage: Guatemala

Religion: My faith is the primary focus of my life, influencing each part of me. I have been forgiven, cleansed, and empowered by Jesus Christ. Without him, I am a very thoughtful, competent idiot. With him, I am all I need to be, all I could ever hope for. I oppose institutional religious stagnation, but getting together with others is a good idea. God is real. Jesus Christ is his Son, and the Bible is true. Faith is not human effort. It's human choice. I try to be the most listening, understanding, and generous person I can.

Interests: Anything I can learn. Training and experience in new media, computer science, anglophone literature, education, parliamentary debate, democratic procedure, sculpture, and trumpet performance. Next: applied & computational linguistics, probably.

Education: Private school K-3. Home educated 4-12. Graduated Summa Cum Laude from Elizabethtown College in Jan 2006. As the 2006 Davies-Jackson Scholar, I studied English at St. John's College, Cambridge University from 2006 - 2008.

Memberships: Eden Baptist, Cambridge Union Society, ACM, AIP, GPA.

Alum of the Elizabethtown College Honors Program, sponsored by the Hershey Company.

Legs N' Spandex
Saturday, 3 Jul 2004 :-:

Some of my best guy friends shave their legs. We all wear spandex regularly.

In public.

What can I say? It's true.

** * **

You hope, somewhere deep down, they're going to say it.

At first introduction, they look down before they look at your face.

"Nice legs"

See, what kind of legs he (or she) has gives you a good indication of the ride ahead. Will it be a fast ride? Or pain, pain pain? Is the evening is going to drag?

The Legs of J. Nathan Matias
** * **

I have always had big legs. I chalk it up to being short. I need to have more muscle mass to keep up. Since I don't race any more, muscle isn't a huge concern. Fat is.

I never got around to shaving my legs. I ought to do it if I keep riding.

I mean, it's not *that* odd , right? Shaving my legs would reduce my chance of infection if I crash. When I was hit by a car a few years back, much of the skin on the lower part of one side of my left leg was wiped out. The hair remained. When my leg finally scabbed, my hair was matted in with the scabs.

I had to pull the hairs out.


** * **

Today, I rode 80 miles. At the halfway point was Harrisburg's American Music Festival. I leaned back onto the bike and listened for a while to some quasi-Ecuadorian, American Indian Newageish Irish music. It was not the place for a straight bachelor type in spandex.

So I didn't hang around. Instead, I rode a few more hours. The water bottle level dropped drastically during a long 30mph pull up an endlessly false flat. A supermarket appeared on the horizon. I stopped to buy Gatorade.

"Hey! I didn't know you rode bike!" It was Prof Ronning. She scoped me out.

"Yup. I've been riding for a few hours. I figure I'll put in 80 miles today."

Meeting people I know is always awkward and weird -- everyone remembers me as this quietly reserved, focused academic type. They're not used to seeing small muscles bulge underneath a spandex uniform.

When people tell me I am too thin, I reply, "Auugh! I need to lose weight!" They never understand. But to a cyclist's eye, I should probably lose 10 pounds.

Lose weight Nathan!

Don't believe me? Look at Bobby Julich's Legs.

  • * **

Bobby placed ninth in today's time trial. I hope he does well this Tour. He's a real gentleman. I remember buying old Credit Agricole arm warmers from him; he donated the money to a blood bank. I wouldn't even mind if he won the Tour. He can do it.