I gave the Google recruiting tech talk at Caltech yesterday. Afterwards I traipsed around campus.
Jorgensen, home of the undergraduate computer lab. It was the hot hangout in my time, but I hear that now students mainly program from computer in their own rooms. Ode to the loss of forced social interaction!
Cute soda machine. The top middle says "Mysterious Random Soda". The bottom panel says, "Pseudo-Random soda" with a probability formula.
Mural on a wall from my student days. Each of these fish was painted to resemble one of my peers.
Courtyard of Dabney House, known for its hippie lifestyle and tie-dye-wearing denizens. I lived here during all four years of my undergraduate life.
I told two students that I belonged to Dabney, and they eyed me curiously. "You're not dressed like it," said one.
"This is what happens later," I said. "Hippies turn into yuppies."
They pictured their most hippie Dabney friend, morphing into a Starbucks-drinking tie-wearing yuppie, and burst into uncontrollable giggles.
Pumpkins for the Halloween liquid nitrogen pumpkin drop.
Student who agreed to pose as a token undergraduate. Represent!
He's a physics major.
"So you stuck to physics," I said. "Half the incoming freshman class say they'll major in physics, and they all switch to computer science at the end of first term."
"Not quite," he said. "Actually, the incoming freshmen say they'll double major -- physics plus math."