Trying to think of as many physics based tunes as possible - came up with 5. Ideas?
Thanks to Brian and Dan who came up with British Sea Power (Atom) and They Might be Giants
Hmm seems like the service does not exist any longer ...
Monday, 11 August 2008
Monday, 19 May 2008
What would Jesus do?
Got this email a while back from a work colleague of mine. Made me laugh.
Subject: GraceX Machine
Szup Bruvvaz, I require your advise...
There are some emission files I forgot to take from the GraceX computer, those
named
20060927_****, 20060928_**** and 20060929_****
What would Jesus do?
(I've searched the Good Book for references to FTP, but turned up none. But then
again it was the King James Version, so I'm stumped.)
Brian
Saturday, 5 April 2008
Inverse Law of Lateness
It's a well known fact amongst postgraduate students that the closer one lives to their work, the later one starts the day.
After living in Clondalkin for a while (some miles out of Dublin town) I found myself catching the half seven express bus to arrive before nine, whereas people on or near campus generally come in around noon, then usually go for coffee. It's not just me as well, there are others.
I should point in my defence that the net time spent in office though is roughly the same. Commuters tend to be nine-to-fivers, whilst the rest of us are in til unholy hours of the night, albeit writing blogs.
After living in Clondalkin for a while (some miles out of Dublin town) I found myself catching the half seven express bus to arrive before nine, whereas people on or near campus generally come in around noon, then usually go for coffee. It's not just me as well, there are others.
I should point in my defence that the net time spent in office though is roughly the same. Commuters tend to be nine-to-fivers, whilst the rest of us are in til unholy hours of the night, albeit writing blogs.
Resurrection
Like Moses from the grave, I've decided to resurrect the blog.
Of course there can only be one reason for this which is that I am doing my write-up for my masters.
I realise there has been a ton of stuff happened since I last posted but it is too much to summarise in this box I'm writing in (which I have already half filled, why don't they give you more space?) so I won't in entirety. But I am doing a masters now not a PhD and I'm probably going back to the UK in the mid summer.
Should also thanks Aaron McDaid (the teetotal techno-loving Donegalman) for getting me back typing. There is a link to his fledgling blog ...
... here
Of course there can only be one reason for this which is that I am doing my write-up for my masters.
I realise there has been a ton of stuff happened since I last posted but it is too much to summarise in this box I'm writing in (which I have already half filled, why don't they give you more space?) so I won't in entirety. But I am doing a masters now not a PhD and I'm probably going back to the UK in the mid summer.
Should also thanks Aaron McDaid (the teetotal techno-loving Donegalman) for getting me back typing. There is a link to his fledgling blog ...
... here
Friday, 25 May 2007
The Pav
Finally there is a reason to like TCD and Dublin. The Pav(illion) in the summer is like a mini festival experience every warm summer evening (so maybe twice a week or so in the height of June). You get to sit around on the lawn drinking beer out of cans surrounded by hundreds of other young types doing the same. Frequently there is a match on the pitch making it every cricket lovers dream - for everyone else in the world it is still pretty good.
A good student bar is definitely something that Bristol is lacking.
A good student bar is definitely something that Bristol is lacking.
Tuesday, 15 May 2007
This Life in Halls
When I originally moved into halls in Bristol, I expected my flatmates to be like my friends back home - I couldn't have been more wrong.
We had a homosexual rude-boy type from Essex, a black basketball-playing girl from Tottenham, a hippy type from Stratford, a rowing public school girl type from Windsor and me, the embittered northerner.
Growing up in Great Grimsby, I hadn't dreamed of this kind of mix.
It's coming towards the end of my time in halls and once again the halls experience has thrown many spin balls in terms of expectations.
This year the mix was as eclectic as ever with Bohemian types from Chicago, hyper-active Belgians, Ugandan actors, tee-total techno-loving Donnegalmen and so on.
Sometimes it just feels like the stuff of late 90s TV dramas.
We had a homosexual rude-boy type from Essex, a black basketball-playing girl from Tottenham, a hippy type from Stratford, a rowing public school girl type from Windsor and me, the embittered northerner.
Growing up in Great Grimsby, I hadn't dreamed of this kind of mix.
It's coming towards the end of my time in halls and once again the halls experience has thrown many spin balls in terms of expectations.
This year the mix was as eclectic as ever with Bohemian types from Chicago, hyper-active Belgians, Ugandan actors, tee-total techno-loving Donnegalmen and so on.
Sometimes it just feels like the stuff of late 90s TV dramas.
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