According to the bathroom cleaning check list at work, one of the cleaners is a ‘C. Taylor’. A little part of me really wants the ‘C’ to stand for ‘Chuck’, though ‘Carol’ is more likely. I don’t know if Chuck was even married?
gregarious, adj: fond of the company of others, sociable, friendly, extroverted
Sums me up pretty well I reckon. I was invited to a friend’s birthday party last weekend and although there was never a doubt in my mind that I would attend, I was acutely aware that said friend would be the only person I knew not only in the restaurant venue but in the whole county. Unless someone’s upped sticks and kept it quiet. So I was a bit nervous… I fancy my chances of getting on with most people and winning over any that prove to be tougher game, but there’s always a fear that personalities will clash and it’ll be a tough occasion.
It went well. The folk I ended up sitting and chatting with I felt like I knew already and I hope they felt the same way. I don’t plan on writing an instruction manual on successful mingling: some of you will be reading this and thinking “yes I tend to have that knack” and others will be reading this and thinking “me and forty strangers? No thanks.” Neither is right or wrong. We’re all different and I’ve been in situations where my gregarious nature has let me down… I recall the time when I was re-tiling the kitchen at a local convent.
Joseph-Louis Lagrange (25 January 1736, Turin, Piedmont – 10 April 1813, Paris), born Giuseppe Lodovico (Luigi) Lagrangia, was an Italian-born mathematician and astronomer, who lived part of his life in Prussia and part in France, making significant contributions to all fields of analysis, to number theory, and to classical and celestial mechanics.
I was studying a map of the UK last night, trying to figure out which town or city lies approximately equidistant between Barnsley and Rugby . It struck me that the two towns are about the same size in terms of square area and population so if the central town or city was smaller in terms of square area and population, we’d have a pretty crude analogy to one of Lagrange’s celestial mechanics proofs… Don’t ask me why all this came to mind; I cannot explain why, it just did…
… the Lagrangian points are the five positions in an orbital configuration where a small object affected only by gravity can theoretically be stationary relative to two larger objects such as a satellite with respect to the Earth and Moon. The Lagrange point would be the position at which the relative gravitational fields of two larger objects provide precisely the centripetal force required for the smaller object to rotate equidistantly between them. Simple.
I won’t make a habit of that^ so don’t worry.
Bishop’s Finger, Old Peculier, Riggwelter, Spitfire, Headshrinker… just a few of the great real ales I’ve sampled over the years. Periodically, I become bored with lager and that can be a confusing emotion that I don’t particularly enjoy. To reduce the frequency of these uncertain periods; any time I find myself in a remote country pub or a free house then I will make a point of giving the local or guest ale a chance. Some of these brews taste like witch piss, but now and then I’m pleasantly surprised. And pissed. So I jumped at the chance of going to the Nottingham Beerfest in a few weeks time… lots of cool beer, munchie style food (God, I hope there is anyway) and excellent company. All this in a castle! It wasn’t really a decision; just a confirmation of my attendance.
One last thing… how much of an unprofessional, insecure, egotistical, self-indulgent wanker do you have to be in order to talk about a pay grievance with your employer live on air? Chris Moyles, wind yer neck in and please don’t paraphrase Spike Milligan on your Twitter page ever again. Thanks.
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