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Gormless Anecdotes

As you know, no doubt, I can ramble on a bit. Those of you who've been in receipt of the odd e-mail can testify to this. Even when I was working and, by necessity, supposedly terse, I did have a habit of producing these longish e-mails. And it's gotten even worse, now I've some time on my hands.

Anyhow, long story short, some of these e-mails contained parables and anecdotes. I found them amusing and some of you were polite enough to not say otherwise. So, with lashings of hubris I've decided to clean some of them up and publish them on the 'stuff' part of the ZOIS web-site. Of course, not all of them will appear, and some of the people involved have been, well, anonymised. And some things, it has to be said, will never appear. For instance that time I woke up on some strange floor with the word 'mine' lipsticked on my chest. Best leave the rest unsaid.

[Picture: Banana]The Indole Chemistry of Bananas

Challenged by his daughter, Martin explores the Indole Chemistry of Bananas. He half remembered some Biochemistry he learnt as an undergraduate and later, while he was in hospital, he regurgitated this at a baffled clinician. It earned him some kind of reputation. But could he remember more; could he research this subject further on the Internet? Could he explain it simply? Cockermouth, 15th March 2011.

[Picture: The Usual Suspects movie
poster]Helping With an Enquiry

A longish tale of Martin's adventures in police work; it details my somewhat peripheral role in a murder investigation. This all happened a long time ago in a Northern City that will obviously remain nameless. I'll try and keep the rest of it anonymous too. Cockermouth, 30 January, 2011

[Picture: Projector]Volunteer Projectionist

Martin is not be able to do the mad-man contracting stuff that he used to, all that running around. He does help out with stuff around Cockermouth, though. One of the things that he does is be a Projectionist. Cockermouth, 5 December, 2010.

[Picture: Work Bench]Hunting the Flush Bug

The Flush Bug, a periodic event that effected one of the machines that was worked on while at Shandon, had an career changing impact on Martin. That impact was not in the way that was expected at the time, though. Cockermouth, 7th September, 2010.

[Picture: An early computer]Pattern Matching Randomness

Martin writes a program and realises that he didn't do a particularly good job. Langå, 18th August 2010.

[Picture: Paper bird]The Origami Artist

Martin Sullivan goes on a course to Llandudno to learn something useful and while there meets an origami artist of some renown. Well, somebody who was better at it than him, anyhow. Copenhagen, 18th August 2010.

[Picture: A hotel corridor]Light From Under the Door

Martin had to get with the flow as far as the social aspects of his job went. This ment large to unfeasibly large amounts of fermented vegitable juice on several occassions. And from time-to-time it didn't go all that well. Langå, 21st August 2010.

[Picture: Book]I Write Like David Foster Wallace

It would appear that Martin Sullivan writes like David Foster Wallace, a man of immense and graceful prose. He's not sure that that's a good thing though, for he's read some of Wallaces's stuff. Langå, 22nd August 2010.

[Picture: Vintage Advertisement]Chemi-Luminescent Vim

Apart from a relatively short detour, painting a toilet, Martin's first job after graduating was as Computer Programmer for Unilever Research. So much for all that Biology. While there he was peripheral to some interesting product development. Cockermouth, 28th August 2010.

~Z~


2011-07-09


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