Category Archives: Getting old

Dedication? Or lack of imagination?

Posted on October 14, 2011 by Austin

Over in the comments at Athene Donald’s blog there is another of those extended discussions of UK science careers going on, prompted also by Jenny Rohn’s recent posts on fellowship schemes and the work of the Science is Vital campaign. … Continue reading →

Posted in Annoyances, Getting old, Science policy, The Life Scientific, Uncategorized, Universities | 18 Comments

Bobby Fischer against the world

Posted on September 10, 2011 by Austin

In which I am reminded that once stuff is in your brain somewhere cluttering it up, it can be pretty hard to get it out. Random bits of chess knowledge included. It is probably another of those middle-aged things, but … Continue reading →

Posted in Chess, Family business, Getting old, History, Nerdishness, Procrastination | 5 Comments

Not log tables

Posted on August 23, 2011 by Austin

  I come from a family of decidedly womble-ing tendencies. In other words, we tend to acquire objects, and do not tend to throw them away. Ever. In my own case we are mostly talking about books, though other things … Continue reading →

Posted in Family business, Getting old, History, The Life Scientific | 6 Comments

The Dread Day Dawns

Posted on August 1, 2011 by Austin

As a few people over on Facebook have noticed, today is my birthday. And as a few people around here will have worked out from an earlier post, this birthday is Officially A Biggie (people tell me). It is also … Continue reading →

Posted in Family business, Getting old, Grumbling, Uncategorized | 22 Comments

Chess and the battle of the ages

Posted on July 25, 2011 by Austin

I’ve decided to separate the actual chess GAME I played last week, and that I was talking about in the last post, into a separate post here. The main reason for this is that specifically chess analysis-related comments can now … Continue reading →

Posted in Chess, Getting old | 9 Comments

Board of the Kings

Posted on April 1, 2011 by Austin

In which I take stock, and decide to move on… The world is changing: I feel it in the water, I feel it in the earth, and I smell it in the air. …Though that last smell could be me, … Continue reading →

Posted in Chess, Getting old, Uncategorized, Universities | 15 Comments