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March 31, 2007

Pirates of the Berkeley: Dead Man's Finals

I wrote my last entry on a rather sad note. It was good that Spring Break came when it did because I was very much ready to throw myself off Evans by then. The strain was getting to be a bit too much.

But it's all good now. I have gone home, totally forgotten everything I have learned in the past weeks, and then recharged my batteries for the upcoming stretch run to finals. I didn't do much really, just sat around, watched movies, managed to find a decent bed to sleep in and get to have time to sleep in actually. Loved every second of it.

Of course this delicate balance of peace and sleep will be disrupted the second I return to Berkeley. Oh, the life I live to pursue infinite fortune!

On a tiny side note, I read other people's entries and I feel bad because it always seems like they're writing so much more interesting stuff than I am. The dude who put up the picture of the chihuahua and managed to make it work is a deity blogger.

March 30, 2007

Fertilizer Goin' Wild

With fog, comes fertilizer? What a great artilce, from California Magazine's current edition.

California Magazine

Praxis
Feeding the forest
by Erik Vance
Researchers find fog brings more than just moisture—it brings fertilizer, too.


feeding the forest
Cay-Uwe Kulzer

It's morning in big basin State Park, Santa Cruz County, about an hour after sunrise. Ten miles away, on the Pacific Coast Highway, drivers alternate high beams and low beams, trying to see more than 20 feet ahead of them in the thick fog. Deep in the redwood forest, it's dark, silent and damp. One quiet hiker listens to the drip of water on leaves.

Today that hiker is Professor Todd Dawson, visiting one of his research plots in the park. Dawson is a botanist with the Integrative Biology Department and he is looking for redwood fertilizer—but as he walks through the forest he's not looking down at the ground, he's looking up.

In the plant world, nitrogen is a rare and precious commodity. The air we breathe is mostly nitrogen, but very few living things can use it. California strawberry growers spend millions to inject nitrogen into coastal soils through artificial fertilizers. Yet giant redwood forests nearby seem to grow on just the bare minimum.
Biologists say it is better to pee on a plant than on bare dirt or rock when you are in the woods. The nitrogen in the urine's ammonia will be quickly absorbed.

"'Where does that nitrogen come from?' then becomes the question," Dawson says. "In this case, we find that a significant amount of it is definitely coming through fog. And that's a new twist in the story."

Dawson and his students discovered that Pacific fog is dripping with usable nitrogen. California fog forms over cold ocean water and is blown onto land. Tiny bacteria on the surface of the ocean capture nitrogen the same way microbes do on a peanut plant, which farmers use to recharge the soil. The bacteria pull out the nitrogen, inject it into the water that becomes fog, and the trees absorb it through their leaves.

"What it means is that the ocean is feeding the forest, so to speak," he says.

A few years ago, Dawson helped show that fog is a crucial source of water to redwood forests. Now, early results show that a third of the nitrogen passing through the coastal system comes from the fog. And it's not just nitrogen. He has found other important nutrients such as potassium and phosphorus in fog as well.

The discovery has wide implications for fog ecosystems around the world, such as the cloud forests of Central America. In ultra-arid places such as Chile's Atacama Desert (where it rains perhaps once in 50 years), most of the nutrients may come from fog.

Dawson says now that he's measured the nitrogen, he wants to know how the forests will be affected when stripped of their fog by global warming.

"What happens if our land use or our climate ends up changing?" he asks. "How will that influence the water and the nitrogen inputs? And then in turn how will that affect the forest?"

Jumping Genes

Here's agreat article from the November 2006 California Magazine. I love transposons - this article brings a crazy spin on the concept.


California Magazine

Praxis
Interspecies love
by Nathanael Johnson

You get your genes from your parents — that principle is the foundation of current evolutionary theory. But what if genes could jump from organism to organism in passing, like a contagious disease? More and more evidence suggests that this sort of thing happens regularly. Most recently, a team of Berkeley scientists has shown that totally different species of plants have exchanged DNA.

When genes jump out of one organism’s genome into another’s, it’s called horizontal transfer — as opposed to vertical gene transfer from parent to child. Mostly this happens among bacteria, but the Berkeley team, led by microbiologist Damon Lisch, has shown that genes moved between millet and rice plants — millions of years after the families of those two species could no longer breed. It’s the first well-documented case of this sort of interspecies hanky-panky: specifically, the movement of outside DNA into the nucleus of a plant’s reproductive cells. How do the genes move? That question makes Lisch’s eyes light up. "We’re talking about a section of DNA here, but it acts more like a parasite," he says. "It would seem like science fiction if it [weren’t] reality."


Gene illustration
Illustration by Carin Cane

Scientists have been tracking these jumping genes — or transposable elements — since the 1950s. They already knew transposons moved around on a single genome, creating variations such as striped kernels in corn. These jumping genes also have been tracked in bacteria. But scientists didn’t realize these genes could leap from one species to another until now.

Humans share 99.4 percent of their DNA with chimpanzees, 85 percent with dogs, and 70 percent with slugs.

Transposons make copies of themselves from one section of the double helix to another, sometimes wreaking havoc on gene function. In other cases, they have conferred useful abilities—such as antibiotic resistance — to their hosts. The implications for evolutionary theory are immense. Instead of each species having to develop adaptations on its own and pass them on through offspring, they can pick up genes—and the traits that go with them—from the organisms around them. That’s how bacteria often develop resistance to multiple antibiotics: They swap their defensive tricks. These findings could revolutionize our understanding of human evolution as well: The mapping of the human genome shows that about half of our genetic code is derived from transposable elements.

March 29, 2007

Local Pizza

Last night, Tom, Evan, and I walked down to a very popular little place in town - Cheeseboard Pizza.  Live improvisational jazz music, and folks that care about the food that they make.  It's customary for folks to order their pizza, then picnic on the grass in the median.  It's on a main road, in downtown, so you can imagine it's pretty entertaining to watch the traffic as you're munching on your pizza.  I hadn't ever been to the Cheeseboard, but I've heard so much about it.  It's good pizza, and a slice is only $2.25, but I still like Pie in the Sky better.  Why?  Pie in the Sky offers bigger slices.   Cheeseboard is a cooperative, which means their workers aren't exploited, but they're not having anywhere near as much fun as the workers are down the street at Pie in the Sky.  At Pie in the Sky, they'll toss pizza in front of you, and let you watch the whole creation from start to finish, including fun conversation and even sometimes singing - unless you want it quick, in which case they have their half-baked pizzas sitting out for you to pick, then they'll throw it in their huge, impressive oven.  It'll come out within a minute or two.  Pie in the Sky also has MUCH more selection than Cheeseboard.  Since Cheeseboard only makes one type of crazy pizza every day, it's not too difficult to offer more variety - but the variety that Pie in the Sky offers is exotic, fun, and undeniably delicious. 

March 27, 2007

Charter Gala

Have you ever heard of the Charter Gala? I hadn't.

Just two weeks ago, I received this e-mail:

Hi there,

On behalf of the CNR Dean's Office, we would like to invite you to
attend the Charter Banquet as a guest of the Dean on March 24th at
Fort Mason in San Francisco. The dinner begins at 6:30 and there will
be about 20 people in the party for CNR -- donors and friends of the
College, as well as Executive Associate Dean Gilless and CNR Major
Gift Officers Alex Evans and Laura Oftedahl. We always invite a
student or two and would love to have you join us.

If you could let me know as soon as possible if you can attend I
would appreciate it.

Thank you!
Aimee

Aimee Kelley
Events & Awards Coordinator
College of Natural Resources

The first thing that popped through my mind? Rodgers & Hammerstein's Cinderella, with the lyrics: "The Prince is giving a ball! The prince is giving a ball! His royal highness Christopher Rupbert..." After that brief community theatre flashback, I went Googling for a little more information on the event. I found this site:
http://alumni.berkeley.edu/CAA_Events/Charter_Gala/2007/awards.asp

It's a huge event that the Alumni Association puts on every year to celebrate the anniversary of the school, and to honor alumni that have made a spectacular impact on the world. 900 proud alumni, sponsors of the school, and representatives from each college come together for a spectacle that includes a gourmet banquet, performances by student groups, dancing, and an open bar. The last event that I attended with folks as well-dressed as at the Gala was...well... I was going to say Prom, but that was so many years ago a girl is bound to see another spectacular event every six years or so... about 3 years ago I went to an 80th birthday party of a dear friend that took place at a castle. Anyhew...

The Charter Gala is an impressive event, and I was honored to attend. Gina Lopez came, too. A Senior in Forestry, Gina is a fun girl to hang out with. We sat at separate tables, but that's all right - mainly it seemed that we were present to help keep folks entertained. Trust me, they didn't need much help! It was such a fun event. The Cal Band came to play, slap dancers from a sorority, and an acapella group called Decadence. What a great time!

March 22, 2007

Morphology

Today my Plant Morphology lab course took a little trip up to the Botanical Garden.  We were given a scavenger hunt of sorts, where we were to find examples of specific mophological traits.  Who wouldn't love roaming around a beautiful garden with a bunch of your friends, learning something new at the end of a stressful week?



Jose Arevalo, Reihaneh Fakourfar, April Dobbs, Danielle Johnson

Today was also our midterm for Morphology.  In preparing for the exam, I realized something this week.  CNR offers something that is difficult to find around campus - a community.  Our class size for Morphology is small.  20 people.  I know all of them.  We all know one another.  We meet up for study groups, we ask one another questions.  When one of us can attend office hours, we pass along the information that we gleen to those in the study groups.  It's different in the College of Natural Resources than the other courses I've attended on campus.  It's a cooperative feel.  The competition that comes along with hundreds of high-pressure students is on the other side of the campus.  We're over here, studying microbes, forestry, genetics, and so on... studying what we love, enjoying what we learn, and making friends that walk with us through our journey.  We were in classes together last semester, we're together again this semester.  We know how to study together, and we're not afraid to help one another understand the difficult concepts.  The more we're able to teach one another, the more we're able to enjoy the subject that we're learning.  I love this program.

Here are some more photos of us having fun with morphology today.


Reihaneh


Me with a member of the Cycadales.

March 20, 2007

Update

I try to update frequently, at least more frequently than I did last semester.

I love walking through the CNR campus. One of my classes last semester, PMB 39A, was in the Warren building and every MWF, I had to run from Etcheverry down through the CNR campus to take my one hour seminar. Quite a dash and the first time I was late by ten minutes but afterwards, I had the day to myself. I just remember walking through a pretty campus that reminds me alot of home. It's just so unlike the other Berkeley buildings.

The buildings are clean and nice to look at, especially the GPB and its wonderful cafe. It's not like Sproul and such with the thousands of people passing through like every hour or so. It's calm and serene. The right kind of place to sit and just figure a plan for your life.

I remember a time when things weren't going well for me and after class instead of marching off back to the dorm and sitting in the dark typing at the computer, I decided to feed the squirrels and take in the nature. While sitting on the curb and watching the squirrels eat the peanuts I give them, I got my mind off academics for a while. And well ... I don't know ... I felt so much better afterwards. Things turned out okay. Yesterday is different today ... but I want to have that feeling ... calm ... again. I wonder where I had left it that time I sat on a grassy hill behind Warren watching the wind stroke the treetops.

Midterm Time (still)

UC Berkeley has a wonderful reputation for academic excellence, which attracts students from around the world. What these students don't realize is what academic excellence translates to for the average student: lots and lots of exams.

Now, I don't want to sound like I'm whining. My midterm schedule is certainly not as hectic as other people's. I'm not taking Chem 3B or Bio 1A or any of these other more difficult classes. Nonetheless, I still chafe under the burden of midterm examinations. That, and the weight of my backpack with all those textbooks.

Still, that's what I'm here at college for, I suppose. After all, the professors are not like the Greek gods, smiting us students with exams, their hearts full of malice, caprice, and ambrosia (although some students would say otherwise.) I'm sure the professors hate grading exams as much as we do taking them. That's why they get the GSIs to do it.

In all seriousness, midterms are a way to develop discipline and academic rigor. These tests, papers, and whatnot give me an opportunity to really work hard and develop my work ethic, drive, and sense of delayed gratification. After the test is over, I can revel in the relief that finally, finally, I finished.

Until then, I better get back to work. Enjoy your spring break!

March 19, 2007

Got some free time?

Eric recommends that you read Daniel Quinn's Ishmael. Extra points if you do so while listening to Pearl Jam's Yield.

http://www.amazon.com/Ishmael-Adventure-Spirit-Daniel-Quinn/dp/0553375407/ref=pd_bbs_2/103-8212426-3222264?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1174327067&sr=8-2
http://www.amazon.com/Yield-Pearl-Jam/dp/B000002BYD/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/103-8212426-3222264?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1174327125&sr=8-1

March 18, 2007

Time is flying by!

Wow, I cannot believe it is already the middle of the second semester. Don't get me wrong, I am excited for summer but I am also a little scared. What happened to my first year at college? Where did all the time go? Has it really been close to two semesters? Well I can't say it hasn't been fun, tough, and interesting but I definatly now know what all the seniors mean when they say "before you know it, you'll be graduating in a month". What's the lesson here? Don't take things for granted, enjoy the DC foods, go to one more review session, and visit your professor in office hours.

Have a good week!

March 15, 2007

Greek Theatre

My buddy Melissa visited from Ventura County this summer to see a Flaming Lips show at the Greek Theatre. Before that, I didn't know that it existed. Turns out they host all sorts of great shows. Here's what it looks like:

The Greek Theatre is 104 years old. It opened September 24, 1903 and has been hosting great performances ever since. Here's a link to a little article that gives a glimpse of its history: http://www.berkeley.edu/news/media/releases/2003/09/11_greek.shtml

A great, new thing about the Greek Theatre- It's Green! My friend raved about the organic food there, but I had no idea that they went to these efforts to offset the emissions from driving to the event!

Here's an article from Breakthroughs that talks about the Greek Theatre's efforts to go green!
http://nature.berkeley.edu/breakthroughs/break_briefs.php?title=the%20greek%20goes%20green

the greek goes green

Fans of Radiohead, Emmylou Harris, the Flaming Lips and other bands that rocked UC Berkeley’s Greek Theater last summer had more than great music to celebrate: the Greek became the first major concert venue to make a season-long commitment to minimize its footprint on the planet.

The eco-efforts at the Greek—including an organic food cafe, recycling stations, the use of recycled paper for all printed materials, and the use of biodegradable utensils, plates, and cups for artists’ meals—came about through a partnership between Clif Bar, an environmentally conscious energy bar company based in Berkeley, and concert promoter Another Planet Entertainment.

In addition, Clif Bar purchased renewable energy credits from NativeEnergy, a Native American sustainable energy company, to offset the 88 tons of carbon emitted to power the Greek’s 2006 season.

Even audiences had a chance to get in on the act: by purchasing “Cool Tags” at the venue, music fans could offset the emissions they generated driving to and from the events. Every $2 tag offset 300 miles of car travel—making the concerts that much more harmonious.

March 14, 2007

Transportation

Parking spaces in Berkeley are like raw diamonds--rare, ugly, and worth something. As students, especially Berkeley students, it is our duty to take public transportation. Thankfully, we have this magic .75 in x .75 in sticker on our ID cards that says, "BUS PASS." This magical sticker costs only ~$65, and the fee is included in our student fees. Wonderfully useful, the sticker will take you anywhere you want (as long as the places you want to go are covered by AC Transit buses. Since it is considered a sunk cost, it will cost you $0 to get across the bay to S.F. City. Or, you can hop on the bus and ride around campus in a clockwise motion on the Perimeter, counterclockwise on the Reverse, through Campus on the Center, or up from campus to the top of the Berkeley hill to the Space Station on the Hill. So if you're tired from lugging your backpack that is easily 2/3 your weight, just mosely along over to a bus stop and ride up the hill. Or, if you are too far from a bus stop, you can stop anywhere along the route and flag down one of the school's buses. The bus drivers are normally really nice and will pick you up.

Berkeley bus drivers are some of the nicest bus drivers you can find. Having slipped on a slope and sprained my ankle, a bus driver waited for me even though I was quite far from the bus. During my first semester at Berkeley, I didn't realize that not all buses stop at all bus stops. I had been flagging down the Perimeter at the 52L bus stop. hahaha.. yeah.

I <3 Berkeley Bus Drivers.


Your's Truly,
Kristin


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March 13, 2007

Welcome, New Students!

Welcome, CNR Junior Transfer Class of 2009 and CNR First Year Class of 2011! We are so happy to be the first to congratulate you on admission to Berkeley. Please tell us and your classmates about yourself and what you're looking forward to doing at UCB.

March 12, 2007

Oral Exam for Math 1B

I am going to have an oral exam for my Math 1B class in a week. Why do we ever need to present something orally for a mathematic class? Well, the answer is that the professor wants us to really understand the reasonings behind all the theorems we are using.

Here is the detail, for those of you who are curious. When it is your examination, you roll a 10-faced dice to decide which prompt you will get since there are ten of them. Then you will have 7 minutes to present your argument, and the two GSIs will ask you question during the next 5 minutes. The last 3 minutes will be the time for the GSIs to deliberate on what grade you will receive.

I don't know whether I should hate the oral or like it. We will see, I guess...

The Thin Dark Line

The day breaks with a cackling snort from the snortling, flaring nostrils of my slumbering roommate. Fool, he should have wakened me. After all, midterms don't come along every morning. Name's Jonathan. And I'm a student. Words don't complete the profile I made for myself in my head. After all, I'm special.

Tiny cracks of a fearful light peek at me from behind fat folds of polyester curtain. They spider into tiny flacks of magenta and emerald, cutting my room into fourths. This morning is going to be a bad one. I could smell it in the sky. It was one of those mornings that tell you in advance the beating they're going to fist out on your face, like one of those bad oafs that screw up your day by snatching you off the streets, giving you a good crack up of the molars, and then set you up back on the corner like so much any piece of four day old newspaper rolled fly flavored fish.

God I hate midterms.

The door slams open and the morning day flicks my eyes. Damn! They started early today! I reached for my good friend, Mr. Alarm Clock. He's a real ball buster, all bust. No ball. He's a digital clock and damn proud of it. And he's real prouding me with his little announcement. His breath is reek with plastic and cold with reality. It's 9:45, and you got a test in fifteen minutes. I suggest you move your warm little fanny.

I give myself five seconds to compile my thoughts. No time for a Windows boot up. You gotta go Mac. The carpet is warm under the soles of my feet. I don't get it. What's wrong with this picture? Quickly I robe myself with the closest pair of pants and shirts I can find. Can't register the cold now. I leave embroiled in a swirl of body flavored profanities.

The sun is hot. And strong. Damn this thermo. I can't take it anymore. I thought I was through this by heading up North. Can't think. A brown furry squirrel slits down the tree beside me. Bad squirrel. Didn't Momma BushTail tell you not take your chores too seriously? I give it a sideways kick while on my way down the stairs. No time for cookies, Mr. Nature. I got a midterm to take.

The Auditorium is fifteen minutes away. Fifteen tiny ticks on the clock flicked away by that unstopping arm of the thin dark line. Move it, legs. My heart starts to pick up the pace as it shakes off the morning eye dust with a Mexican Tango. The stomachy pit in the cull of my belly ripples with the grip of a hungry pain. Damn you, he says. That time we got tripped up down South in the California bayou of a city? I got you through that. Feed me. No time I say. I got a midterm to take.

I push my vein encrusted hands through an oak brown, axe carved recepticle. The air brushes my sleep sculpted hair. I hate bed hair. My sandals are ill fit for the environment. It's like trying to ride a motorcyle with a monkey hanging from your jaw. It's just not right at this time. They all send a tiny citation of notice to my brain.

I tell them all to shut up. It's time to take the test.

I delegate my gravity onto a nylon encased chair. It squeals like a slit pig on Hannukah. Or doesn't. Not sure about that metaphor. I shake the sleep from my eyes and its metal taste off my tongue. I don't got a problem at all. My hand darts into my right pocket. It wants something and if it wants something. It gets it. Then it hits me like a locomotive barrelling down an ungreased aluminum track at fifty kilos a second.

I'd forgotten my pencil.

My molars are starting to hurt.

March 10, 2007

Ice Skating

Finally, I am done with midterms for now. Yay! It was so crazy that I had a physics midterm last Thursday night, a chemistry MT Monday night, and another one for ESPM Tuesday morning. But now, I will be FREE for a month!

So as a reward for myself, I went to ice skating tonight with my floormates in Berkeley Iceland. After I cumbersomely put on the skate shoes, I could barely stand up and walk, Fortunately, with a friend’s help, I managed to go the ice skating ground.

Now the hard part began. Since I was so scared to get on the skating ground, I stayed in my seat for several minutes to play with my shoes. I made them tight for one minute and loose for the next 30 seconds till I felt they were absolutely safe. Then, I entered the icy ground and held the wall tightly with both hands. I was afraid that I was going to fall if I let go of it. The need for a feeling of security…

My floormates skated by, and encouraged me to give it a try. With the promise that they were going to hold my arms, I started to walk on the ice cautiously. At first, I just felt that my body was leaning forward and I was going to fall. After a while, I felt more comfortable and tried to let one hand go, but it didn’t seem to work so well. Maybe it is because I had a sense of security when by holding the wall with one hand; thus, my fears were soothed.

Anyways, I had a good time tonight, and I would suggest to you all to steal a moment of leisure time under the pressure of midterms and papers. It is worth it!

March 9, 2007

Earthquaky California

Any Californian knows what to do in the event of an earthquake. Duck and Cover. Every couple weeks, there will be a rolling, quaking, minor shaking. A couple of seconds will go by and you'll hear some idiot screaming. Note: if an earthquake lasts longer than five seconds, MOVE UR ASS and get out of there. I was sitting at the dinner table and conversing with my buddies. We talked about the respective earthquakes we've lived through. 1994 Northridge for Joe, 1989 Loma Prieta for Matty, .... We were 8, 3, & 2 back then. Matty was 8 and organizing his baseball cards for the world series. He remembers when 5:04 pm when Loma Prieta hit. Joe doesn't really remember anything. I recall sitting at the dining table when it hit, then walking back in afterwords.
Anyways, get earthquake insurance for your home. The next one will hit, and it'll be painful.

The multinational energy company is coming, the multinational energy company is coming!

So maybe you’ve heard that our school is getting 500 million dollars from the multinational energy company formally known as "British Petrol" for the development for alternative fuels? "BP" seems to be as nice as you could hope a faceless multinational company would be - on the one hand they are the worlds leading producer of solar cells in the world, and on the other hand they've just extricated themselves from a very dodgy situation in Columbia involving paramilitary forces and local farmers.

I got a chance to attend a student round table discussion with Dean Ludden of the College of Natural Resources. A lot of the CNR students are really upset about this deal. From what I heard at the meeting some of the money is earmarked for the bioengineering of new enzymes to pull more fossil fuels out of our drying wells and 10 BP employees will become faculty here at Berkeley. Tenure track, student instructing, public statement issuing faculty. O_O Boy, this certainly doesn’t seem like a morally ambiguous situation!

The discussion was moderated by Professor of Bioethics, David Winickoff. He recommended the formation of a student ethics group to watch over the program. I’ve got a meeting on Monday with him to talk about what can and ought to be done. It's hard to keep up, this past week has been somewhat psychotic, midterms and papers and exploding roommates for days.

"One if by land, two if by sea;
And I on the opposite shore will be,
Ready to ride and spread the alarm."

March 8, 2007

The Big C

Up on the UC owned hills, there's this huge C. It's normally colored yellow, but at times it will change to red(Stanford ppl secretly paint it at night. Then the Cal band paints it back to yellow.) It's a 20 min climb from the very bottom. When you reach the Big C (and it's tradition to climb it at least once), you'll see this memorial plaque embedded it. It's written in memory of the rush of 1905 between the soph and frosh classes. I climbed the hill to the Big C this year again to watch the sunrise with some friends. If you climb it, stay for the sunset. Also, around 5pm everyday, a gentleman will arrive and he'll ask you if you know the story of the Big C. If you don't, he'll tell you the story. If you happen to miss him, then read the story here: Big C Story

Check out the Newts!!

The Newts are going crazy mating in the Botanical Garden. They're all over the lily pond in the Asian section.
Aren't they cute?

Check them out here: http://botanicalgarden.berkeley.edu/program/temp/newt.shtml

March 7, 2007

Ultimate Plant Search

Looking for photos of plants in a certain county of California? How about every plant legitimately recorded in California, searchable by family, genus, species, county, resource... etc?

Here's the ultimate search page. http://www.calflora.org/occ/ CalFlora searches an incredible array of herbaria, land surveys, Forest Service records, and other literature. Here's another search that they have with photos and distribution maps for each plant name you type in. http://www.calflora.org/

Tilden BG!

Yesterday my California Plant Life visited the Tilden Park Botanical Garden. While we waited for our group, a couple of my classmates decided to climb an Oak. I started climbing with them for little while, but then they started climbing higher and higher... and I chickened out. They're crazy!



Christopher Hobbs
took us on a tour of the garden, pointing out plants that we have covered so far in class, and pertinent uses of many natives.

Here's a great little article that talks about the magic of the garden, from Bay Nature: http://www.baynature.com/v07n01/v07n01_botanic.html

March 6, 2007

Living next year!

It seems that everytime I ask anyone about their day they reply with a "Horrible. I was walking up and down looking at apartments". I guess march is the month you are suppose to look for apartments for the Summer/Fall. Roomates doesn't seem to be the issue. Everyone is gathering roomates from dorms, classes, and organizations they are involved in. The issue from what I hear is securing a place to live in the Fall but not the summer for a lot of people. Because apartments fill up and it's hard to find one just for the fall so some people are having to also rent the apartment during the summer even if they don't plan on living here. A little odd right? Well they rent it under their name and then they rent to someone else who only wants housing in the Summer. Well who could only want housing in the summer you may ask? People like sorority girls who may not have their house open during the summer so they are forced to live some where else until the fall.

Well I am just glad I don't have to deal with finding an apartment. I will be living at my sorority house in the fall, and I am going home in the summer. Well I am actually not sure because I am still debating the idea of summer school.

Good luck if you are trying to find an apartment!

March 5, 2007

My Journey Into CNR (aka why you should be here)

The main reason I am in CNR is because I enjoy what I am studying. I know that the environment is a crucial part of the human experience, on the individual, social, and global level. There is no more denying the fact that we humans are part of the environment, as much as we may try to deny that fact with our urban centers and sidewalk cafes. I am interested in nature and how humans, both individually and as a society, interact with it. CNR gives me a chance to really explore my interests. I also enjoy the field trips and time outside that we get to spend.

Another reason I am in CNR (or will be, as soon as I get on the paperwork that will take me away from L&S) is because of the community that it provides. CNR is such a small and intimate college that it really makes the intimidating massiveness that is Berkeley less scary. I think it's pretty cool to be able to walk around Mulford Hall and be able to chat with professors on a first name basis. Furthermore, with such a small group, it is easier to get to know my fellow students. The CNR students I know I consider my friends (or at least pleasant acquaintances), as opposed to competitors (MCB) or potential research subjects (Psych).

Most people reading this are probably already interested in CNR (if not, why are you here?) I will say that CNR has limitations inherent in its smallness. Financial resources aren't always available, and sometimes classes get cancelled suddenly when there is no one available to teach them. There is certainly less structure here than in other colleges, which may displease or disorient some people. But the smallness also makes it that much more intimate and friendly, which I find to be a valuable asset on a campus as large as UC Berkeley.

Agriculture and Policy

As a former produce buyer for the USCA (University Students Cooperative Association, made up of 17 student-run houses in Berkeley) I've seen what goes into buying all organic from local farms. When purchasing in bulk, the costs are less than traditional commercial sources - and the produce is far fresher - more flavor! I wish that we could convert entirely to organic methods, but while grocery stores continue to sell non-organic produce, and marking up the organic, we're not going to see much change. Maybe the 2007 Farm Bill will encourage smaller, local farms. Maybe it won't. The following article takes a unique perspective on the condition of the current US farming systems, by showing us how Africa is affected by current US policies.

Here's a quote from the following article: "Negotiations will soon begin on the 2007 Farm Bill, the 5-year legislation that governs US food and farm policy. Terry and others will join the efforts of Oxfam America to mobilize people and lobby key members of congress to significantly reduce the subsidies that encourage overproduction and redirect those resources to programs that will help small businesses and non-commodity organic farmers build rural infrastructure and create conservation programs that encourage farmers to better care for the environment."

from http://commongroundmag.com/2007/03/thoughtforfood0703.html

March 2007 | Thought for Food
Is the US Killing African Farmers?
By Katie Danko

Terry Steinhour and his wife Phyllis farm about 650 acres in Springfield, Illinois, the heart of corn-producing country. The Steinhours’ are well-respected in their central Illinois community, and Terry is active with his church and the Illinois Farm Bureau. During the last six months, Terry has also been involved and vocal about reforming US farm policy. “It should address the needs of family farmers, not industrial-sized farms,” he said.

In July of 2006, Terry’s views on US farm policy began to broaden when he went to West Africa with Oxfam America, an international development agency. Terry traveled with four other farmers to Senegal and Mali and met with African farmers and public officials to discuss the impact American farm policies have on the rest of the world. They all delivered the same message: “Do something about your country’s farm subsidies…they’re killing us!”

“We were all stunned by what we experienced,” he said. In one of the numerous newspaper clippings about his trip in the Lincoln Courier is a striking picture of Terry with local residents of a Malian village eating rice and meat with his bare hands from a communal bowl of food.

“I had only been aware of African society from TV or in the news,” Terry said. “The poverty was so extreme and widespread.” The experience was life changing, especially the new knowledge that farm communities around the world are affected by the decisions of U.S. policymakers.

Another stunning fact is that one fifth of the world’s population — over one billion people — live on less than a dollar a day. A great majority of these people live in rural areas and are dependent on agriculture for their livelihoods. Because of unfair trade practices, the world’s poorest families find themselves trapped in a cycle of poverty.

It’s shocking that the average European cow receives more in government subsidies every day than half the world’s population earns in wages. Propped up by government subsidies, American and European farmers unload cheap goods on the world market at a cost often far below the price of production, leaving farmers in the developing world, not to mention the majority of American family farmers, unable to sell, much less compete.

In 2005, the US spent close to $24 billion on agricultural subsidies, most directed to large-scale corporate-owned farming operations like Monsanto, Cargill and Archer Daniels Midland (ADM).

Terry Steinhour also receives government subsidies. “I don’t like receiving them,” he says, “but yes, I cash the checks.” For Terry and other Midwestern farmers, subsidies are a matter of survival. “I would much rather receive a fair price for what I produce on my farm and eliminate the need for the check from Uncle Sam,” he explained.

Terry said many Central Illinois corn growers only make a small profit or experience a net loss on their farms. “I can’t think of anyone that doesn’t have off-the-farm income to make it by. There’s got to be some sort of safety net for US farmers but the current system makes farmers overproduce, which pushes prices down. I got lucky this year with the ethanol boom but who knows if it will last.”

Before the price of corn increased due to demand for corn-based ethanol, Terry was making a small profit for every acre of corn he grew. Terry is now afraid prices are artificially high and the demand for corn won’t last very long.

“US Farm policy promotes overproduction of the commodity farm, which has effects on the third world and on the American diet, says Michael Pollan, journalist and author of The Omnivore’s Dilemma. “The price of fast food and meat has gone down while the price of fruit and vegetables has gone up. What does that tell us? Current farm policy has little support for local agriculture and local foods.”

On a hot day in the village of Dafara in the West African nation of Mali, an entire community, in a well-prepared presentation, explained to Terry and his travel companions that US farm policy is decreasing their cotton prices. One villager stood up and said, “The only thing we know is to work hard. Is there something you can do with your government so I can get something out of what I do?”

It was hard at first for Terry to relate his plight with that of Seydou Ouedraogo, a cotton farmer from Burkina Faso, who hopes to someday live at the poverty line, instead of far below it. Speaking to him, Terry began to understand the effect subsidized farming has on countries — and people — throughout the world. Like Terry, Seydou provides for his family through his land. Like most farmers in the region, he engages in a mix of subsistence farming for his family and cotton for a cash crop, which he grows on about 10 acres of land. Unlike Terry, Seydou does not receive any subsidies.

Cotton is by far the largest commodity crop in West Africa. After the costs for seed and fertilizer, there is not much left for anything else. Twenty cents per pound of cotton is Seydou’s dream price and last year, he received 17.5 cents per pound. However, projections are much lower this year and Seydou expects to receive only 10 cents per pound. With the US spending up to $4 billion dollars annually to subsidize American cotton farmers to produce more than the market demands, Seydou’s dream price remains a fantasy.

“How do you reach out and help those less fortunate?” Terry asks. “I’m going to continue working with Oxfam to change US farm policy. It’s the only option to help third-world countries.”

Negotiations will soon begin on the 2007 Farm Bill, the five-year legislation that governs US food and farm policy. Terry and others will join the efforts of Oxfam America to mobilize people and lobby key members of Congress to significantly reduce the subsidies that encourage overproduction and redirect those resources to programs that will help small businesses and non-commodity organic farmers, build rural infrastructure and create conservation programs that encourage farmers to better care for the environment.

Terry plans to take his experience on the road. He has pledged to talk to people wherever he can find an audience about the abject plight of the West African farmers and the far-reaching consequences of the US Farm Bill, which many voters may know little about.

“The Farm Bill has been the playground of people in the farm states,” Michael Pollan continued. “But it’s not just a ‘farm bill,’ it’s a food bill.” This legislation encompasses nutrition and food programs across the US and literally determines what Americans eat. Pollan said more people are now interested in changing farm and food policy because of concerns about obesity, diabetes and the situation of poor people, both here and in developing countries. Even the involvement of an international organization such as Oxfam in a food and farm debate is exciting, according to Pollan.

Terry agrees that the 2007 Farm Bill provides great potential for unity. “Groups from different backgrounds including farmers, faith communities and city dwellers are beginning to realize that this touches the lives of many people around the globe and the time has come to promote a better Farm Bill and a better world.”

Katie Danko is the Midwest Field Organizer for Oxfam America and works primarily on Oxfam’s campaign to reform the 2007 Farm Bill. She has a background in grassroots community organizing around a variety of issues including public housing, clean water, clean air and federal farm policy.

One Great Big Plastic Hassle

Hey folks, I was reading this article in the new March edition of Common Ground. Thought plastics would be a great topic of discussion. Anyone in Toxicology able to add more insight on Endocrine Disrupting Chemicals (EDCs)? This is the first I've ever heard of them!
Here's the text of the article:

from http://commongroundmag.com/2007/03/plastichassle.html

One Great Big Plastic Hassle
By Jane Akre

In the seminal 1967 film, The Graduate, baby-faced Dustin Hoffman was told the wave of the future—“Plastics.” The lucrative career tip slipped on the QT to young Benjamin the day of his graduation bore no cautionary message about the veritable Pandora’s Box the petrochemical plastics industry had opened in the post-war era some twenty years before the film’s setting. The overzealous Plastic Man knew the only thing he needed to know: The world would always be hungry for plastic.

That celluloid prediction has proved right on target. Cheap, durable and convenient, plastic has been the country’s chosen miracle-material since World War II. When added to polyvinyl chloride (PVC), the petroleum-based industrial chemicals in plastic—chief among them plasticizers such as phthalates (THAHL-ates)—make our upholstery comfier and our pipes more flexible. To keep up with the world’s affection for all things plasticized, the U.S. produces a billion pounds of phthalates a year.

Today, phthalates are one of the top offenders in a group of 70 suspected endocrine disrupting chemicals (EDCs) that we spray in our homes and yards and use in our makeup, nail polish, detergents, flame retardants, plastic bottles, metal food cans and even children’s toys.

When we’re done with these products, we flush them down our sinks or burn them in our incinerators, where their runoff filters into our national waterways. Even if you eschew plasticized products in your personal lives, it’s impossible to avoid contamination; EDCs are in the bodies of every man, woman, child and fetus in the U.S.

A scan of the usual green media suspects turns up a lot of material on this silent phenomenon. Beyond EDCs, public waterways are contaminated with growth hormones and antibiotics from cattle feed, residual hormones from birth control products and other medicines, waste chemicals and pharmaceuticals. These substances can pass intact into the water supply through conventional sewage treatment facilities, dumps and landfills, or wash off into surface water and even percolate into ground water from animal waste fertilizers contaminated with traces of such compounds. And yet the subject remains largely under the public radar.

Pioneer zoologist Theo Colborn began following the chemical trail early on. In her landmark book, Our Stolen Future (Dutton, 1996; Plume 1997 paperback), Colborn reported countless examples of reproductive disorders among wildlife—from sterility in bald eagles to small genitalia in male alligators. After tracing the animals’ disorders to chemical exposure, Colborn suggested that EDCs profoundly affect one of the body’s main communication networks—the endocrine system—by either mimicking natural hormones or blocking their uptake to the body’s receptor sites.

Short-circuiting hormones can disturb everything from human development and behavior to reproduction and immunity. And scientists believe even the tiniest hormone variation at certain critical points in fetal development can have a profound effect on a child’s future health.

Disturbing public health trends are bearing out these grim theories. Maida Galvez, M.D., a New York-based pediatrician, often talks to parents concerned by the accelerated rate of their daughters’ sexual development. “I’ve seen the onset of breast budding as early as the age of six,” Dr. Galvez says, noting that normal breast development begins to occur around ages ten to 11.

To date there has been little research in the area of “precocious puberty,” as it’s called, but Galvez is currently part of a multicenter study of 1,200 adolescent girls to determine if exposure to the hormone disruptor family of phthalates is behind the trend.

A much-publicized 2005 study was the first to show the connection between phthalate exposure and incomplete genital development. Dr. Shanna Swan’s study, published in Environmental Health Perspectives (August, 2005), showed that pregnant women with higher urine concentrations of some phthalates were more likely to give birth to sons with “phthalate syndrome”—incomplete male genital development—a disorder previously seen only in lab rats. Swan’s findings support the hypothesis that prenatal phthalate exposure to levels found in the general U.S. population can adversely affect the reproductive tract in male infants.

Environmental exposure to EDCs is the suspected cause of declining male testosterone levels over the past two decades, as well as the declining male birth rates in industrial areas such as Seveso, Italy, and the Dow Chemical Valley in Sarnia, Ontario.

Last September, Vicki Blazer, a fish pathologist with the U.S. Geological Survey, found that more than 80 percent of male small mouth bass in the Potomac were growing eggs. She’d seen the problem a few years earlier in a pristine area of West Virginia.

Blazer believes the fault may lie with us. “We’re all putting things into the environment. Hopefully people will think twice whether it’s important not to have dandelions in the lawn and dump pharmaceuticals down the toilet,” says Blazer.

The publication of Colborn’s Our Stolen Future concerned Congress enough that it ordered the EPA to create a screening system for endocrine disruptors. The resulting 1996 Food Quality Protection Act was the most ambitious toxicology program ever conceived. Yet so far, the EPA hasn’t conducted a single test.

“Clearly they’ve fallen down on the job,” says Erik Olsen, a lawyer with the Natural Resources Defense Council (NRDC). The EPA, citing technical difficulties and facing a proposed budget cut, predicts it will be 2009 before it establishes a testing protocol.

Meanwhile, the agency approves about 700 new chemicals a year, relying on the manufacturer’s assurances for safety.

Facing government inaction, consumers have taken the lead in protecting themselves from EDC exposure. When the CDC found in 2000 that exposure to the plasticizer dibutyl phthalate (DBP) was more than 20 times greater for women of childbearing age than for the average person, a consumer group began its detective work.

The Campaign for Safe Cosmetics tested 72 name-brand beauty products for industrial chemical ingredients. Their report, “Not Too Pretty” (2002), found that nearly three quarters of commercial products contain phthalates, used to keep mascara from running and polished nails from chipping.

The grassroots consumer action resulting from the report was enough to pressure OPI (the major supplier of products to nail salons) as well as manufacturer Sally Hansen into agreeing to reformulate their products in late 2006.

Avalon Organics, supplier to Whole Foods, jumped onboard, becoming one of 450 signatories to the Compact for Safe Cosmetics campaign, an industry pledge to follow the European Union’s lead in removing carcinogens, mutagens (chemicals which mutate the DNA of an organism), and reproductive toxicants (which adversely effect puberty, behavior and reproduction) from products, replacing them with safer alternatives.

Today if you screen the ingredients lists of most body care products for phthalates you’ll find them on nail polish labels, but not in shampoo and other beauty products, where they are often masked as “fragrance.” Stacy Malkan of Health Care Without Harm says that’s changed her buying habits. “Now I won’t buy products with fragrance on the label.” (For more better buying habits, see sidebar).

Overwhelmed? Don’t be says Gina Solomon of the NRDC. “People freak out with 85,000 chemicals out there, but in reality it will probably turn out to be a relative handful that are the real problem we need to deal with.”

In December 2006, San Francisco became the first city in the nation to answer this charge when it banned baby products containing any level of BPA (plastic #7) and certain levels of phthalates. San Francisco officials based the ban on the European Union model that requires about 30 thousand chemicals be tested prior to their approval.

But single-city bans, while bold, are not going to stem the toxic tide. “What we need is chemical policy reform from the ground up,” says Dr. Solomon. As it stands now, most chemicals released in recent decades are given a blanket assumption of safety. “The innocent- until-proven-guilty attitude in the U.S. is backwards,” she counsels.

As scientists continue to tackle testing our chem-saturated environment, EDC damage to human health is likely to rank up with cancer as the environmentally induced medical concern of our time. Meanwhile, you can take action by pressuring your local officials, and—like Benjamin in The Graduate —reject the plastic world in favor of the real deal.

Jane Akre is trying to find sustainable business models for freelance journalism after a 25 year career in the mainstream media which ended with a whistleblower lawsuit against Fox, foxbghsuit.com.

What's related?

Oftentimes as I'm studying plant families, I wonder what their evolutionary relationship is. The Tree of Life web project compiles the phylogenetic work from biologists around the world. Its user-friendly format makes it easy to see genetic relationships.
http://tolweb.org/tree/phylogeny.html

The Tree of Life includes phylogenies of:
Land Plants
Animals
Anthropods
Terrestrial vertebrates
Fungi
Eukaryotes

It also is an incredible resource for kids! Plenty of biology-related activities to keep your child's mind active with scientific goodness:
The Treehouse for Kids

March 4, 2007

So Many People...

I was just ruminating today on the different people I run into around campus. I constantly see people that I know walking on the way to class. Even outside of class, I see people I recognize in the library, at stores, or in restaurants. I suppose this is all the result of my willingness to go out and talk to people and be actively involved. The huge campus of Berkeley seems less daunting when you know other people in it. So for those of you reading this in lecture (and shame on you for paying more attention to the internet than to the professor!), take the effort to get to know the person next to you. Who knows, you might just make a new friend.

Addendum (to tie this into CNR): I find that this is especially true in CNR. I walk into Mulford Hall (which is one of the halls for the college), and I run into people randomly. They may be people in my (soon-to-be) major, people in my classes, or people I just meet randomly in the area. I'm starting to feel more at home in CNR, just as I'm meeting new people and finding my place in our little college.

March 1, 2007

Alpha Phi Omega

One activity I've pledged my life to is Alpha Phi Omega. It's a community service fraternity. (Yes, I'm a girl, and I'm in a frat.) It's co-ed.
Q: Why didn't they just make it a community service club? Why a frat?
A: Because if we're a frat, we get to have a secret handshake. ^^ Well that part is true, but originally, APhiO (as we like to call Alpha Phi Omega) was begun sort of as an extension of the Eagle Scouts (as in boy scouts). Later, we became unassociated, and now assist the Boy Scouts once in a while.
Q: What makes APhiO different from the other community service clubs?
A: AphiO is a community. You get to know the people that you serve with. You don't just serve with them, you also hang out together, eat together, and have fun together. It's a lifestyle. Mandatory fun is fun.
Q: So what do I do if I want to join?
A: Pledge next semester. It's too late now. mwahahhaahah

I Want to Wrestle a Wild Elephant Seal

Just to remind you ... there are other wonderful bloggers on this blog. If you come here and disappointingly find that I have yet to post, don't panic! You can read some other interesting posts too. For example, I loved the elephant seals one by Nikki Fernandez. It made me think of wild things to do with wild animals.

Totally unrelated note but I saw Marshawn Lynch at a party once and I felt the urge to tackle him. Run right across the entire lawn and take him down so I can say I tackled Lynch. Yeah didn't do it. Luckily enough for him. Muhaha.

I did fairly well on my midterms. I have said enough.

I feel that teachers must get really nervous up in front of everyone. Or at the very least they get hot. Conclusion: Deoderant.

My last entry I got a comment. I don't know how to activate comment usage but if I could get comments, I would do it. I used to want comments all the time when I wrote in my Xanga. Comments are nice. Unless they're bad comments. Then you destroy them.

My random thoughts are over. Back to work. Maybe next time I'll be able to assemble enough thoughts to give you a coherent story. Cross your fingers!