Hello!
I came back home on Monday night. There was a long delay in the flight, so even Tuesday morning went for a toss. Tuesday evening, I sat down to reflect about the work we’d done over the previous week. When I was going to Goa, I read this blog by Saket Choudhary, in the Hyderabad airport. It mentioned that to count is a statistician’s job using a story of how statisticians were hired to count number of refugees during partition. This story was also mentioned in C.R.Rao’s Statistics and Truth. I wrote to you about this book in Letter 25 this year.
Anyways, after coming back home, I felt most of my work over the week was in fact ‘counting’. A seemingly simple task, right? Humans have been counting for the last 50,000 years. So, what has stats to do with it? This kept me thinking and it led to this blog: A Statistician counts well.
A lot of catching up with friends happened this week. We played codenames. Celebrated Anusha’s birthday. Chitchatted. Went on a drive. Had fun.
I did a blunder by keeping a paper note in my pockets and then it got washed. To salvage the situation, I made a paper mache pyramid with it. This video helped me in doing this.
I wanted to taste Irish Coffee. Google said that “Ministry of Coffee Affairs” cafe serves Irish Coffee. So, we went and had an Irish Coffee. We felt we had alcohol. We later got to know from the cafe person that they don’t have license to serve alcohol, so it’s a flavored Irish Coffee. :<
Their pizzas were nice though.
I’ll send you a few reading/watching recommendations?
If you are interested in Genomes, DNAs etc., Saket Choudary’s Genome of India is a wonderful blog. I share his concern and approach.
My senior at NITK, Dakshesh, started a new blog — Deep Dive into Decarbonization. If you are into climate, you could give it a look! (He taught me my first finance class in Rotaract club :p )
Looking forward to reading this article on exploratory research and watch this conversation.
Tata! See you next week!
Thank you for re-sharing DDD, although I have now completely forgotten that class and its content. Life took a separate journey after that.