“The man who said I would rather be lucky than good saw deeply into the world” The line is the first uttered in Woody Allen’s film “Match Point” which, while a great film, is not a good first-date movie (a quick perusal of the synopsis of the plot will reveal why). It deals with...
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“I might’ve lived my life in a dream, but I swear this is real” ~ R.E.M. (from Leaving New York) New York is a very special place. It doesn’t take a genius to figure that out, but it also has a very special personal significance to me. There are a handful of events in...
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I will get straight to the point – it is now mathematically impossible for me to make it to the Vancouver Winter Olympic Games. I would like to apologize to all those who gave their support and well-wishes, and who had invested their hope in me. I would also like to wish those who...
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Heerenveen The team has recently moved into our latest, and (hopefully) most permanent accommodation yet – flat oranjewoud. This move has caused me to reflect on my recent, rather nomadic existence. So I present a feature article on the various places I have lived in recently. They say that a man’s house is his...
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June 4th 1989 is a date that will forever be remembered in infamy in history. It was the day that the Chinese government cracked down violently on the pro-democracy movement began by students, but eventually growing to include a broad cross-section of the population of the world’s most populous people. That day, tanks rolled...
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I thought I’d wait a week so that the fact that I’m older really had time to sink in. How does it feel to be older? Well, it doesn’t feel very different really. I’ve been living in Holland for 59 days training for the 2010 Olympic Games. It’s not easy. As the previous post...
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I weathered the storm of the previous year and in some good company I was here found to welcome January without a fear My feet finally returned to solid ground from abstract worlds to which my maths had taken me aloft and in many equations drowned Relaxed anew, my mind it hath awakened and...
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Photo Essay. A typical week in the life a a Columbia University graduate student.
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We arrived at the beachouse just past midday . The drive had been long but we had been in good spirits, initially singing along to the radio to keep ourselves awake as we set off at eight o’clock in the morning – very early for the holidays. It was a beautiful day, the air...
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It was a crisp cool morning, much like many of the other mornings in October in Melbourne. In fact, on waking up I could scarcely differentiate this morning from any other but I knew that today was going to be different. Two very important things were going to happen today, the Australian federal election...
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