I’m on a long road, but I’ve reached the half-way point. I turned in my thesis proposal tonight. It was a struggle to keep to the page limit while still expressing the necessary elements, but I think I’ve accomplished my task.
I’ll hear back from the thesis supervisor in the next week or two.
I am relived. I am tired. I am happy.
A year ago 25 people came together as the initial members of Cohort VIII in the DLP program. A year later we’re down to 16 members. A group dropped out right after the program began, and we’ve lost 1 or 2 each quarter thereafter.
The members of my Cohort, without exception, are outstanding leaders in their own right, and truly quality individuals.
The survivors of our Cohort…and we certainly think of ourselves in that way…have drawn together to support each other through the program. We’ve become very close friends–much closer than I would have imagined just 12 months ago. We regularly communicate by text and email throughout each week. We celebrate our happy events, and join in mourning with our friends in those less-than-happy events.
The friends I have made over the past year are likely to remain my friends…and I, theirs…for life. I am very grateful that we have been thrown together into this melting pot.
It is hard to express how close I’ve become with the other surviving members of Cohort 8 over the last year. They are one and all quite exceptional people: smart, caring, involved, thoughtful, and funny (well, almost all of them are funny).
Many of us ‘Facebook’ each other; communicate by texts; SKYPE; and in other ways stay in touch on a weekly and sometimes daily basis.
I have made friends in this program that I expect will stand the test of the rest of my life, or theirs.
I am particularly enjoying the Quantitative Analysis course, and conducting my pilot study. This is the numbers stuff I’ve been looking forward to studying.
The professor for the course, who earned his Ph.D primarily conducting quantitative research, made it clear at the start that most every (but not every) quant research project will be enhanced by qualitative research to round off the edges. Now I get that.
One third of the way through the program. My how the time does fly.
A final thought for this post: As I conduct research and make data I can’t help but to notice that:
All Petty Politics Are Local
– Jonathan Kramer
I struggle with what I want as my thesis topic.
I started the program wanting to delve into hedonic (not hedonistic) price modeling after the installation of a nearby cell tower. Looking deeper into the data necessary to pull it off, and the sources and costs for those data, I moved away from that area.
Recently I’ve been thinking about looking at how local governments in California have addressed Section 6409(a) issues in their local ordinances (as best I can tell right now, the working answer is, ‘not much’).