Tuesday, 8 November 2011

Day 9. This moustache mathematics malarky...

I went to an after hours lecture today to listen to Professor Marcus du Sautoy talk about mathematics, which was great although it would've been a faux pas if I had bumped into him with a hot coffee due to my teenage like reaction when I saw him. What wasn't great was the woman who sat on my left in the lecture. She was perched on the edge of her seat and spent most of the time enthusiastically nodding and shaking her head like a woodpecker with epilepsy, while saying ''yes, yes, yes..... no, noo, yes!'' in response to any statement Prof Marcus made as though we were watching an episode of Playschool. This woman was a pharmacologist, she proudly told us, although I kept my feelings on those who don't do engineering/maths/physics quiet to prevent a scene, unlike her excessive muttering later on. He was talking about the fusion of maths and art, and it reminded me of a conversation I had with a friend of mine several weeks ago. She is training to be a teacher and one of her projects is to 'design a school'. Her group is lead by somebody who has a degree in expressive arts, and wanted to include 'expressive arts' as a core subject for thier school. Which made the people in the group with science degrees, like my friend the physicist, snort with derision. When my friend told me about this I replied that ''I have never been asked to solve an equation using the medium of dance on an exam before'' and cue much laughing. Fast forward to tonight and I had the pleasure of watching a video of Marcus du Sautoy dancing like an ill advised love child of Louis Walsh and Kate Bush, expressing prime numbers with the medium of dance. In your face Paul, you maths snob.

Every day is now a milestone, each day is one day closer to getting over the incessant itching and irritation and one day closer to follicular glory. Although I am dangerously close to being classified as having a 'porno' tache, here what do you think?
Personally I think it looks like a proud and noble beast sat on my face, like a third eyebrow, majestic in stature and not at all like a 'porno' tache. Although the quizzical pose looks a bit weird, note to self - must improve my camera posing.