So it was my birthday yesterday, and I got a whole mess of books--I have to give a shout out to Harry Schwartz Bookstore, Milwaukee's independent bookseller since 1927--and they're all really good. Er, actually, my parents got me a $75 gift card, with which I got myself a stack of what I really wanted to read.
But I'm a first-year grad student, and, instead I get to read the following:
Does Scale Exist? An Epistemological Scale Continuum for Human-Environment Systems
The limits to scale? Methodological reflections on scalar structuration
The social construction of scale
Human geography without scale
An overview of scale, pattern process relationships in geomorphology: a remote sensing and GIS prespective
PLUS a selection from the textbook
And they're all as dense and boring as you'd expect.
I like grad school, and I like geography (my field). I like the people, and I like all the professors, which definitely includes the professor who teaches this class. But.... oh geez, it gets boring when you're a first year and can't choose your classes.
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