Sunday, 28 February 2010

Curiosity's crooked finger beckoned me further

I am allowing myself to think that being in a cosmopolitan, densely populated city that is teeming with the rich and famous, should result in me meeting any of them. You may be asking what is the purpose of such a meeting, well I couldn't tell you. The question I guess then is: am I unique in feeling this way, do other average, un-famous people like me desire to befriend the mysteriously popular.

Not meeting Julia Roberts for example or Brad Pitt would be of no loss. I do not feel any mysterious desires to understand them, but if the occasion arose would I want to discuss Twilight with Robert Paternson, Harry Potter with Joanne Rowling or football with David Beckham. I would take it and hopefully my knowledge would rise to the occasion.

But my lessons on probability this week point to the unlikeliness of the situation, even my students will agree. How disappointing.

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