Our Hump Day Hottie this week is a special request. According to the Daily Mail in England, our special hottie is “the pop star turned pin-up professor”, while the Telegraph calls him the man “who made science sexy”. That’s right – we’re talking about Professor Brian Cox!
November 2009 - Photo by Paul Clarke
I can sum up the professor in one word : WOW! Cox started out in Hulme Grammar School where he even received a D for A-Level Mathematics. So don’t worry kids, if you get a few bad grades that will not stop you from obtaining awesome heights!
In 1993, while studying physics at the University of Manchester, he joined the band D:Ream as the keyboard player. Even while working with the band, Brian was able to complete an undergraduate first class honours degree and a M.Phil – both in physics. To round things off, in 1997 he received his Ph.D. in high energy particle physics.
Brian has been the host of numerous British programs on radio as well as television. Some of Cox’s other achievements include:
- 2006 – received the British Association’s Lord Kelvin Award
- 2006 – elected as a University Research Fellow of The Royal Society
- 2010 – won the Institute of Physics Kelvin Prize
- 2010 – was appointed Officer of the Order of the British Empire (OBE)
- 2011 – won Best Presenter by the Royal Television Society for Wonders of the Solar System
So am I right? WOW!! Below is the first part of an episode of the British Panel Show, Would I Lie To You? Brian and his team-mates try to out-lie the other guys. Hope you enjoy it! Also, follow Brian Cox on Twitter (if you’re into that).
I was asked to connect to the second part as it was unclear as to which was the correct one from YouTube – so here is part 2 of Brian’s appearance on Would I Lie To You?
Well, life kind of got away from me today – so I thought I would leave you with a quick comedy break featuring Ed Byrne. Enjoy!!
This one is dated 9/9/1993 and Mac1949 helped me write this one. It is more upbeat than my usual poetry.
My True Love
My true love’s face is dark as night
Deep and velvety, a creamy brown
A handsome, marvelous, wonderful sight
That won’t let my heart calm down.
I’ll never want for anything
So rich is my true love.
Not furs, not cars, not a diamond ring
All this we are above
I’ll never have a love so hot
It’s really down right steamy
All that I want my love has got
Smooth and sweet and dreamy.
And though to you it may seem loco
I love nothing more than a good cup of cocoa.
While going through some boxes recently I came across some writing and poetry I had done in high school. This was before I knew I was bipolar. I feel some of my best writing was done at this time – so I would like to share some of it with you.
This first one I did not title, but the object of the exercise was to create our own poem using the form and style of Donald Hall’s The Child. Below is my version.
We live among a daydream
a bright and loving theme
Nobody can destroy.
We sit and think alone
by sparkling pools, in a world
where families are destroyed.
Tears roll with sorrow
as the wind breathes softly
with the sound of crying children.
We hear soft groaning
with empty thoughts
of a once felt caress.
We sit until we ache
of the unforgotten memories
we have left behind.
When we stand to leave
we stop suddenly
to drift in eternal bliss.
Knut in 2007
Sad news was released from Berlin yesterday, March 19, 2011. Knut the polar bear has died at the age of four. Witnesses reported that the after the bear’s left leg began shaking, he walked around in circles before falling into the water. A necropsy will be performed to determine the cause of death.
Knut made headlines when after his mother, Tosca, rejected and abandoned her two cubs following an uncomplicated pregnancy. The keepers rescued the cubs but only Knut survived. The other cub died four days later from an infection.
Knut was hand reared – needing around the clock care – by Thomas Dörflein. It is amazing how something starting out so small (only the size of a guinea pig) could bring the world so much joy. And coming from someone with similar experiences, part of that joy encompasses watching them grow. This German treasure will be – and already is – deeply missed. Rest peaceful, Knut.