Author Archives: rpg

or I started a blog and all I got was a new job A few weeks ago I arranged to meet Cameron at a pub just across the road from my office. At the time I could stand up at … Continue reading →

A good summer student, it is said, will only set you back a month. I was reminded of this rather pessimistic piece of advice when I commented on Jenny’s post about dark arts this afternoon. When I was at the … Continue reading →

Tube strike in London this evening. Knew I was going to be late home so cycled in, under the expert navigational tutelage of a certain NNer, and cycled back again along the Thames Path realizing just how much I love … Continue reading →

Nobody wins a war. Ever since the summer of 2002, when the axis of evil—in the guise of huge, man-eating, orange slugs—swept up from Saffron Waldon and laid siege to the strawberry fields of Sawston (or at least, my corner … Continue reading →

One of my enduring memories of Oxford is sitting in the Chemistry School lecture theatre while a long-haired, leather-jacketed lecturer covered the blackboards in chalky organic reactions (the first time ever I heard about S~N~2 reactions; and a whole heap … Continue reading →

Please remonstrance me as ‘Steve.’ I don’t call upon for to ‘Professor.’ An existence seeing that this concentratedness espy a dock appointment someday. It’s Friday somewhere in the world. Audra has blogged about the tragedy of trying to write English … Continue reading →

Sex sells. We know that. I’ve seen the effect in the last few days at F1000: we published a press release about an evaluated paper. It’s about premature ejaculation, and is receiving two to three times more views than our … Continue reading →

bq. This is the (slightly edited) text of an email I’ve just sent to my MP, Simon Hughes (can I even mention his name? HT: Jenny) Dear Simon You are no doubt aware of the case that the British Chiropractic … Continue reading →

When I wandered into the kitchen this glorious spring morning, I espied one of the local Sciurus carolinensis scurrying around my garden, and digging in my strawberry pots. Opening the garden door didn’t frighten the little bugger away: he just … Continue reading →

I’m surprised there are nevertheless people in my junior high school and specifically my badger of warm up (molecular biology) that don’t advised of what Faculty of 1000 is What with the new gig and organizing a party and catching … Continue reading →