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May 30, 2006

I'm a YouTube fan now

I heard about YouTube for the first time yesterday in an article from I forget where. Today, I went to the YouTube site and found this wonderful introduction: the Matt Hughes vs. Royce Gracie fight from UFC 60.

Spoilers below the fold.

Hughes is pretty impressive. But so is Gracie. He's 39, and not particularly impressive-looking for a UFC guy. The commentators mentioned that he's never been submitted in a mixed martial arts competition. Even though Hughes wins this one in the first round, it isn't by submission.

I wonder how this one would have turned out if the ref hadn't been able to stop the fight? My guess is Hughes still would have won, but what do I know? It looked to me like Gracie was finished when Hughes got that arm bar, but Gracie somehow got out of it.

UPDATE: Did you catch who one of the commentators was? That's right: Fear Factor's Joe Rogan.

May 29, 2006

Musical taste

Remember those days in the schoolyard, when the little girl would show you hers and you'd reciprocate by showing her yours? That's a lot like the recent revelations of what's in Hillary Clinton's, George W. Bush's(by far the best list), and Condoleeza Rice's iPods. Faced with these titillating revelations, some people have graciously responded in kind.

It seems, too, that a lot of people feel the need to take sides in the Beatles/Stones war. I've never really cared much -- "norwegian wood" is great, and so is "street fighting man." I define my musical allegiances in other ways:

  • Elvis Presley over Elvis Costello
  • Bananarama over Cyndi Lauper
  • Alice in Chains over Nirvana
  • Real jazz over "smooth jazz"
  • Phish over the Grateful Dead
  • Dixie Chicks over Toby Kieth
  • Neil Young over Lynyrd Skynyrd
  • Neil Diamond over Barry Manilow
  • Rush over Yes and Genesis (why people ever group these bands together is beyond me)
Let me reemphasize: Rush is more like Pink Floyd or Led Zeppelin than Yes or Genesis. Get with the program, people.

UPDATE: Heidi points out that I linked to the wrong list for our Prez. I knew it was too good to be true. Try this for George W. Bush's iPod.

I hope I'm not fated for this...

I'm looking forward to starting my emergency medicine residency. I know it's going to be an exciting time, and that I'll have some amazing experiences.

Nevertheless, I can't help but worry a little bit about the risks that a career as a doctor entails. What risks are these? Well, Hospital Impact points out one of them:

Some of the physicians are socially challenged. They are locked up for 12 or more years in college, medical school, residencies or fellowships where they are completely removed from the real world. Unbelievable pressure is placed on them, and then they are set free and told to "Be normal." Hah.
In addition to social awkwardness, being a doc can make it tougher to handle rejection:
Accustomed to sequential success, physicians are not optimally equipped for the rejections, false starts or dead ends that are part and parcel of life for most of humanity. Practicing medicine today has its woes but we are to an overwhelming degree in demand, valued, respected and well compensated especially in comparison with individuals in most other occupational fields. (HT: GruntDoc.)
Even worse, a medical career can sometimes even dumb you down if it becomes the only thing that's important in your life:
Medicine is a demanding mistress, always with its siren call in your ear, signaling you your ever dumber fate. The success of the few does not alter the dynamic for the many. Interests and enthusiasms fade and ultimately wither. Like expectant lovers, promised “tomorrow” too many times, they leave or die.
I don't think that any of these evil things will be my fate as a doctor, but it's still good to worry about them. After all, some doctors always end up as social cripples or one-dimensional human beings. Most lawyers just starting out never think they're going to turn into unethical sleazeballs, either, but some of them always do.

Some of the best advice I've gotten on these matters came from my Legal Ethics professor in law school. He compared a legal career to a mountain climbing expedition. Your ethical commitments, just like your tolerance for mountaineering risk, are decisions that are often made best in advance -- in base camp. Before peer pressure and high-altitude hypoxia lead you to make stupid climbing decisions high up on the mountain, you should decide how much bad weather you're willing to risk in order to summit. Likewise, new lawyers as much as possible ought to make their ethical commitments before the pressures of a case and the lure of easy money lead them to compromise their values at the expense of their clients and themselves.

The same thing applies to new doctors facing known career risks, ethical and otherwise. Am I going to abandon my interests? My decision now is no. After I develop some expertise, will I be afraid to try anything new? I'll commit myself now to fighting that temptation. Am I going to ignore my friends and family? I'm deciding now that I won't.

Residency is going to be a lot of hard work, and it's going to be exciting. But I'll still pay attention to the unlikely risks, and avoid them if I can.

May 27, 2006

Names

My first name, Carey, is uncommon. I can count the number of other Careys I've met on only one hand.

According to this site, though, Carey is far from the most unusual name around. In 1990, it ranked 587 on the list of the 1000 most common men's names among all people living in the U.S. There were more Careys in 1990 than there were Grahams, Vinces, and Carters. The most popular decade for the name Carey was the 50s, when it rose to number 382 on the list of most common names. Since then it's fallen off the charts. The last year that Carey broke into the top-1000 list was 1992. Too many parents ditching it for Tyler, I guess.

When I was a kid, I hated my name. Everyone thought it was a girl's name, and no one knew how to spell it. Nowadays I love my first name precisely because it isn't Michael, Jacob, or Christopher. With all apologies to everyone with these popular names, if my first name was Mike, I'd hope to hell my middle name actually was Glorfindel.

It's also cool to find out that the name Carey comes "[f]rom an Irish surname which was derived from Ó Ciardha meaning 'descendent of Ciardha'. The name Ciardha means 'dark' in Gaelic." It isn't that I'm a particularly dark person, physically or otherwise -- it's just relieving to find out that my name isn't Gaelic for "stolid" or "picky-eater." It's almost as cool as my brother's name, Brian, which descends from the Irish king Brian Boru, "an Irish king who thwarted Viking attempts to conquer Ireland in the 11th century. He was victorious in the Battle of Clontarf, but he himself was slain."

Ahh, the noble victor who is later slain himself. Reminds me of Glorfindel of Gondolin (whose battle with a Balrog allowed Tuor and Idril to save the survivors of the fall of Gondolin).

May 18, 2006

Doctor pulls kitchen shift

"It's impossible to say which is harder -- cooking or doctoring,'' she says. "But they do both share the same goal -- to make people happy and feel good.''

(Via Kevin, M.D.)