Sighted

I was at Heathrow last Saturday evening, picking up my betrothed, and as I watched the people exiting the Secure Area I saw a serene white spiky head strolling out. David Byrne! No. Maybe? Peer intently. I’d have to look closely at a recent picture to be certain. Or maybe he’ll mention London in his blog; no, surely he won’t:

David Byrne Journal: 5.20.07: London
I love the juxtaposition here between the two opposing poles of dress and manner: the reserved, polite, perfect and solicitous staff contrasted with the world of theatrical shock and gross-out represented by Chapman bros., Damien Hirst, chavs and football hooligans. It all has to come out, I guess — the bigger the front the bigger the back. I’m reminded of the ads that plaster the phone booths offering spankings and humiliation.

He even strolled back toward the terminal-exit doors a few minutes later, against the stream of humans. I’ve been meaning to ask him to write usage notes for our thesaurus. He’s one of my top N role models/heroes/admirees.  And you can see his reflection in the “THIS IS NONE OTHER THAN THE HOUSE OF GOD” photo in the post.

Are you stalking me?

I was walking home from work the other day and happened to notice (for the first time) the Lamb & Flag Passage and, not having any urgent need to get back to my turret, decided to walk along it to see what it held. Backstreets are always enjoyable, and in Oxford I always feel I’m going to turn down one and myself in Diagon Alley or Jordan College or some Lovecraftian street that I’ll never find again.

I walked through (uneventfully) and then along Museum Road and noticed one of the great, outlandishly-named buildings I love to see in Oxford: the Henry Wellcome Ancient Biomolecules Centre. I thought about the kinds of things that a center for Ancient Biomolecules might investigate, and they all seemed incredibly interesting.

No visibly welcoming public entrance (apparently with good reason), nothing visible through the ground-floor windows. Today a mention of neuroeconomics brought up my mental note to look up the biomolecules center, but all I could remember was the “ancient” part. Well, let’s try Google.

I typed in my Firefox search box:

oxford ancient

and paused to try to remember ‘biomolecules’, which was not coming to mind. Obviously ‘oxford ancient’ alone wouldn’t do it, because there are so many Oxfordy Ancienty things. So let’s think: bio cellulo radio hmm.

And then Google’s suggestion popped down:

oxford ancient biomolecules

(Oh my god, what the fuck, barbecue, bang bang bang one bang).