Oxford, it seems, is purpose-built to befuddle me. I was there at a research methodology conference for two days (there will be a Serious blog later full of stuff about ethics and visualization of data and things; give me a few days to get the Serious hat back on). As I arrived on the first … Continue reading
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Traveling Lines
The sun woke me just before six. We couldn’t figure out how to open the blinds, but somehow a little patch of flickering light appeared, playing over my eyes. I thought about going back to sleep but then I thought how seldom I get to travel on a conveyance with a club car, where I … Continue reading
On the Way to Work, Part 2
Series of short blogs about things I see on the way into work. 21 Feb 12 Second day of training Out of London. Nabbed a table seat for the first time in ages. Trying to look industrious. My route to the station takes me up Cleveland St to Great Portland Street station. I like the … Continue reading
St James's Sunday
I rather did stumble into Upper-Crust London on this walk. I frequently overshoot my mark making for the nearest edge of St James’s Park—I always think it’s further west than it is and end up striding down Bond Street or Savile Row past shops selling fripperies to the rich and fashionable, neither of which I … Continue reading
Follow the Dragon
There we were, shuffling along as quickly as possible. We weren’t able to run, because around us was a very large crowd indeed. We were attempting to follow through this crowd a drum and the bottom half of a lion dancer. It was the Chinese New Year parade in London, and we were making our … Continue reading
Raisingate
Take heed of the unremarked but insidious pestilence of raisins. They get into everything! Nobody else seems to be concerned about this. Personally, I have an abiding hatred of them. This may not seem at first glance to be an issue of pressing importance, but you have obviously never been in the same vicinity as … Continue reading
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