Administrative Ideas for papers 19 Jul 2009 So I was reading through some of my colleagues’ bibliographies recently and getting mildly depressed at their productivity relative to mine, and wondering, what can I do to publish more papers? And it hit me: I need to write my papers in haiku. When I recovered from that image, I… Read More
Humor Metaphysics, a poem 26 Oct 201226 Oct 2012 It rains. It rains here and now. It rains on the possible fat men in that doorway. It rains in the desert. It rains in the jungle. It’s conventional. It rains in the holes. It rains in the shadows. It rains vaguely here, with a fuzzy edge to the drops…. Read More
If you check my blog, I’ve been there. There’s even a blue plaque (not for me, but for Willoe Rushton, humorist).
Are you trying to make me homesick? I spent several years of my youth, misspent naturally, living between Tottenham Court Road and (Sunny) Goodge Street (spot the song title?) tube stations, to begin to the right of Tottenham Court Road going north, in Bloomsbury, and later to the left in what the locals call Fitzrovia but which is officially North Soho. The pop art mosaics in Tottenham Court Road Tube Station were designed by Eduardo Paolozzi with whom I flew kites during the endless summer of my childhood in a backwater hamlet on the Essex marshes. He also did the bronze statue of Blake’s Newton in the courtyard of the British Library. A sculture combining my favourite poet and my favourite scientist. There’s a small copy in the entrance to the Royal Society Library You’ve never been to Mornington Crescent until you’ve climbed the stairs because the lifts were out of order!
Well, it is Friday, so we should be using the long lines at the bank protocol, with the early weekend getaway variation. Anticipating this, I used the ask for the afternoon off substitution so I call a remote Sydney Fish Market.