Category Archives: The stupid, it burns

Get off of my cloud

Posted on 26 January 2016 by rpg

In my previous life, I pontificated on the etiquette of iPods and in particular the signals that earbuds send out. My central thesis was that if you were foolish enough to approach someone at the lab bench who was wearing … Continue reading →

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On leakage

Posted on 19 June 2013 by rpg

Apparently there’s a word for it. I did it once, when I went to work at a small (and doomed) startup company in Cambridge, back in the tail end of 1997. I did it again four and a bit years … Continue reading →

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No fishing

Posted on 5 May 2012 by rpg

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On peer review, part 451 (b)

Posted on 7 April 2011 by rpg

I had a conversation on twitter last night with m’learned friend Nige, who runs the most ethical small business I know of. He pointed me at this blog post by Richard Smith at the BMJ, What is post publication peer … Continue reading →

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On health and safety gorn mad

Posted on 26 March 2011 by rpg

The graduate student came running into the lab. “The centrifuge is on fire!” We’re talking quite a while ago now.

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