Typing this out on my Palm Pilot on the bus on the way to a free screening of Cloverfield. Won't have time to write blog posting when I get home as I have to finish my lecture for tomorrow. My wicked cool lecture about the BC Nutrition Survey, about measurement and about dietary assessment. But I'm so very, very tired...
So, some random thoughts. A recent study found that 75% of people in the study who called themselves vegetarians ate animal flesh sometimes. wtf? They put new floors in the hallway to the caf at my work. The new floors muffle the sound significantly compared to the old floors. I'm thinking they put the new flooring in because my new boots are like the loudest things ever when I walk down the hall in them. My ski buddy busted her knee & is out for the season; now looking for people with whom to ski. Is it wrong that I'm not done my lecture, but I decided what I'm going to wear to my class tomorrow 5 days ago?
Showing posts with label free stuff. Show all posts
Showing posts with label free stuff. Show all posts
Thursday, January 17, 2008
Tuesday, January 15, 2008
Meet Marla
As you know, I experience great difficulty in coming up with good names for things. But when I got this smoking hot new iPod for my birthday1,2, I came up with a name rather quickly. In honour of my third annual 29th birthday, I watched Fight Club, one of my most favourite movies ever, and it became clear that my iPod could have only one name. Allow me to introduce you to Marla:
Since I now have about sixty trillion terabytes of space on my fancy new iPod, I added a whole bunch o'podcasts:
But I still have fifty-nine trillion, nine hundred and ninety-nine billion, nine hundred and nintey-nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine terabytes (give or take), so if you have a favourite podcast that you think I should check out, let me know.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go print up a label with my name and phone number on it to stick onto Marla, in case she goes missing, so that whoever finds her can return her to me. And I will be printing said label on my fancy schmancy printer. Which I need to review here in blogland soon. I don't want to spoil this upcoming printer review, but suffice it to say, I'm disappointed that the printer doesn't attach to my vibrator.
1Along with one of those adapter thingys3 that you plug into your iPod and then you can play your iPod over the car radio, which is wicked awesome for when I'm driving to hockey games.
2Thanks again, Giver of Birthday Gifts.
3Not one of these iPod adaptor thingys.
Since I now have about sixty trillion terabytes of space on my fancy new iPod, I added a whole bunch o'podcasts:
But I still have fifty-nine trillion, nine hundred and ninety-nine billion, nine hundred and nintey-nine million, nine hundred and ninety-nine thousand, nine hundred and ninety-nine terabytes (give or take), so if you have a favourite podcast that you think I should check out, let me know.
Now if you'll excuse me, I have to go print up a label with my name and phone number on it to stick onto Marla, in case she goes missing, so that whoever finds her can return her to me. And I will be printing said label on my fancy schmancy printer. Which I need to review here in blogland soon. I don't want to spoil this upcoming printer review, but suffice it to say, I'm disappointed that the printer doesn't attach to my vibrator.
1Along with one of those adapter thingys3 that you plug into your iPod and then you can play your iPod over the car radio, which is wicked awesome for when I'm driving to hockey games.
2Thanks again, Giver of Birthday Gifts.
3Not one of these iPod adaptor thingys.
Saturday, December 08, 2007
I <3 Winning Stuff
I can't resist a contest1. But a contest with Vancouver Giants tickets and two day passes to Mount Seymour for prizes and a chance to promote donations to the Vancouver Food Bank? No way I'm missing out on this
The contest is being run by Miss604 in honour of her blogiversary2. You may remember Miss604 from such blog postings as: she beat me in the race to post a picture of oneself in a printer box and these overpriced Canucks earrings are cool!
You may remember the Vancouver Giants from such achievements as winning the 2007 Memorial Cup, getting into 5 simultaneously on-ice fights with Kamloops Blazer players and playing a team whose goalie smiled at me.
I've been skiing at Mount Seymour one time, last season, when they had free ski passes for women on Monday nights. My friends were all "meh, it's just a mountain" but I thought it was pretty awesome. Of course, I grew up and learned to ski in a mountainless place where they are called "ski areas" as opposed to Mount Such-and-Such.
And last, but certainly not least, a shout out goes to the Vancouver Food Bank. The Food Bank helps tens of thousands of individuals every week - you can click on this link to donate to them.
1Procrastinate on getting around to writing my entry for a contest, yes. Resist, no.
2I would like to point out that I have fulfilled my contractual obligations3 for this contest at a mere 51 words into this blog posting. Yet I will continue to ramble because that's just how I roll.
3OK, technically, there is no "contract", but it just sounds cool, no?
The contest is being run by Miss604 in honour of her blogiversary2. You may remember Miss604 from such blog postings as: she beat me in the race to post a picture of oneself in a printer box and these overpriced Canucks earrings are cool!
You may remember the Vancouver Giants from such achievements as winning the 2007 Memorial Cup, getting into 5 simultaneously on-ice fights with Kamloops Blazer players and playing a team whose goalie smiled at me.
I've been skiing at Mount Seymour one time, last season, when they had free ski passes for women on Monday nights. My friends were all "meh, it's just a mountain" but I thought it was pretty awesome. Of course, I grew up and learned to ski in a mountainless place where they are called "ski areas" as opposed to Mount Such-and-Such.And last, but certainly not least, a shout out goes to the Vancouver Food Bank. The Food Bank helps tens of thousands of individuals every week - you can click on this link to donate to them.
1Procrastinate on getting around to writing my entry for a contest, yes. Resist, no.
2I would like to point out that I have fulfilled my contractual obligations3 for this contest at a mere 51 words into this blog posting. Yet I will continue to ramble because that's just how I roll.
3OK, technically, there is no "contract", but it just sounds cool, no?
Tuesday, November 27, 2007
Beth in a Box
When someone has a giant box in their house, it's only natural that they will try to see if they fit in that box. The answer, my friends, is yes:
In fact, there's plenty of room inside that box - you could have a tea party in there!
So, I took this photo, but before I got a chance to post it I saw over on Darren's blog that Rebecca beat me to the punch. Not only did she have a picture of her inside her printer box, but she did it with comic strip complete with Dick in a Box reference. Clearly, I have much to learn in the ways of blogging.
In my own defence, I only just set up my printer last night, despite receiving it last week because, well, I was kind of intimidated by the fact that the "Quick Setup Guide" was 70 pages long1. I was really busy last week and this past weekend2 with work and it was much easier to leave it until a computer-y friend of mine came over and set it up for me. I chose the wifi printer because I didn't want to be hassled with such things as plugging the printer in and setting it up for wifi required knowing things like WLAN and WEP and WPA and other such acronyms. I'm sure I actually could have figured it out3 if I wanted to, but having someone else do it for me was much easier. I work smarter, not harder. Plus, it gave me more time to do things like play inside my new fort4.
On the plus side, it's all set up now and prints all nice and suchlike. At least, the few test pages that I've printed so far. I'm going to play around with it more this weekend/next week once my stupid big report at work is done. I'm very excited that it prints in colour and duplexes stuff. I heart duplexing.
1Wait a sec, that's not really in my own defence. Unless my defence is that I'm a big baby.
2Ya, I was working on the weekend. Big report due. Boo to big reports!
3There are illustrated step-by-step directions. I'm sure I could have followed along if I actually tried.
4I have to keep the box to ship the printer back to them when my trial run is over. So I suppose I should keep my playing to a minimum to keep it intact.
In fact, there's plenty of room inside that box - you could have a tea party in there!
So, I took this photo, but before I got a chance to post it I saw over on Darren's blog that Rebecca beat me to the punch. Not only did she have a picture of her inside her printer box, but she did it with comic strip complete with Dick in a Box reference. Clearly, I have much to learn in the ways of blogging.
In my own defence, I only just set up my printer last night, despite receiving it last week because, well, I was kind of intimidated by the fact that the "Quick Setup Guide" was 70 pages long1. I was really busy last week and this past weekend2 with work and it was much easier to leave it until a computer-y friend of mine came over and set it up for me. I chose the wifi printer because I didn't want to be hassled with such things as plugging the printer in and setting it up for wifi required knowing things like WLAN and WEP and WPA and other such acronyms. I'm sure I actually could have figured it out3 if I wanted to, but having someone else do it for me was much easier. I work smarter, not harder. Plus, it gave me more time to do things like play inside my new fort4.
On the plus side, it's all set up now and prints all nice and suchlike. At least, the few test pages that I've printed so far. I'm going to play around with it more this weekend/next week once my stupid big report at work is done. I'm very excited that it prints in colour and duplexes stuff. I heart duplexing.
1Wait a sec, that's not really in my own defence. Unless my defence is that I'm a big baby.
2Ya, I was working on the weekend. Big report due. Boo to big reports!
3There are illustrated step-by-step directions. I'm sure I could have followed along if I actually tried.
4I have to keep the box to ship the printer back to them when my trial run is over. So I suppose I should keep my playing to a minimum to keep it intact.
Wednesday, November 21, 2007
My new printer!
I arrived home today to discover that my new printer had been delivered! Well, it's not actually *my* printer - it's only mine to test drive for a couple of months.A little while ago, Darren emailed me an amusing comic strip, asking if I wanted to try out a colour laser printer for two months. And, well, you know how I feel about free stuff, even if it's only free for a little while!
As you can see from the photo, it's a Brother printer and comes in an exceptionally large box. I swear, that box is bigger than me! What you can't see from the photo, it's the HL-4070CDW (Wi-Fi certified wireless network-ready colour laser printer with built-in automatic two-sided printing). I'm a big fan of printing on both sides of any given paper and I'm eager to check out the Wi-Fi'edness. I should point out that my current printer was purchased in 1995 when I bought my first computer and requires that you hand feed each paper individually (and even then it sometimes has a hissy fit and requires repeated shutting off and restarting of my computers before it will stop printing in tongues, and so if this thing actually feeds paper on its own, I'll be stoked.
I worked late tonight and then had to do some grocery shopping as I had no food in my place, so I was too exhausted to unpack my new printer and figure out where I'm actually going to put it, being that it's so huge and all. But Thursday is my Friday, so I will have the weekend to unpack it, hook it up and play with it! I'll keep ya posted
Sunday, October 28, 2007
Three Months Worth of Recycling and My Biennal Apartment Cleaning
Ever wonder what 3 months worth of recycling looks like? Well, wonder no longer:
This is the recycling that has been piling up in my kitchen since the city workers's strike started back in July. They are *finally* going to pick up recycling this week and I can't wait to put this stuff outside and get my kitchen back!!
In other cleaning-up-my-place news, I was struck with my biennial "I feel like cleaning" mood on Friday and did some tidying up and organizing. Apparently there is this new invention that's like a sponge on a stick and you put the sponge part in soapy water and run it across your floor. I believe they call it a "mop." So I tried that out and now have shiny kitchen and bathroom floors1
Some other features of my newly semi-organized place include taking my shoe collection from looking like this:
To looking like this:
Although I do have to admit that even with a five-story shoe rack, I don't have enough room for all my shoes2
Also, I hung up a whole bunch of stuff on the walls, as seen here:
My friend Therese brought these two pieces,
which apparently I have not hung up straight,
back from San Fran for me.
Of course, there are still piles of paper on various tables, chairs, filing cabinets and other available surfaces (photos not available3), but I'm sure I'll get around to cleaning them up in 2009, when the mood to clean hits me again.
1Although the tile in my kitchen, like the paint on the walls and all the furniture, is older than me, so it still kinda looks like crap.
2Plus, there are four more pairs in my bedroom that I forgot to take a photo of and I'm too lazy to take a photo and upload it now that I've realized that I didn't take a photo of them.
3Because I don't want to document what a slob I am. Despite my claims to the contrary, I'm really not at all about fair and balanced reporting .
This is the recycling that has been piling up in my kitchen since the city workers's strike started back in July. They are *finally* going to pick up recycling this week and I can't wait to put this stuff outside and get my kitchen back!!
In other cleaning-up-my-place news, I was struck with my biennial "I feel like cleaning" mood on Friday and did some tidying up and organizing. Apparently there is this new invention that's like a sponge on a stick and you put the sponge part in soapy water and run it across your floor. I believe they call it a "mop." So I tried that out and now have shiny kitchen and bathroom floors1
Some other features of my newly semi-organized place include taking my shoe collection from looking like this:
To looking like this:
Although I do have to admit that even with a five-story shoe rack, I don't have enough room for all my shoes2
Also, I hung up a whole bunch of stuff on the walls, as seen here:
My two favourite pieces:
"Spirt Bear" by Joseph M. Wilson and
"Haida Killer Whale - Skaana" by Bill Reid
"Haida Killer Whale - Skaana" by Bill Reid
My friend Therese brought these two pieces,
which apparently I have not hung up straight,
back from San Fran for me.
The flower paintings were done by my cousin's husband and given out
as gifts to everyone at their wedding. The gingerbread man cutting board
was given to me by either my mom or my sister (I can't remember which).
as gifts to everyone at their wedding. The gingerbread man cutting board
was given to me by either my mom or my sister (I can't remember which).
This is my bragging wall... or, walls I guess, as I couldn't fit them all on one wall
(Go to the Flickr page if you want to see what each of these degrees/diplomas/awards are).
(Go to the Flickr page if you want to see what each of these degrees/diplomas/awards are).
Of course, there are still piles of paper on various tables, chairs, filing cabinets and other available surfaces (photos not available3), but I'm sure I'll get around to cleaning them up in 2009, when the mood to clean hits me again.
1Although the tile in my kitchen, like the paint on the walls and all the furniture, is older than me, so it still kinda looks like crap.
2Plus, there are four more pairs in my bedroom that I forgot to take a photo of and I'm too lazy to take a photo and upload it now that I've realized that I didn't take a photo of them.
3Because I don't want to document what a slob I am. Despite my claims to the contrary, I'm really not at all about fair and balanced reporting .
Monday, September 17, 2007
A Night of Firsts
So last night I took my first trip in a Car Co-op Car to my first hockey game on my new team. Oh yes, did I mention that I joined the Car Co-op? And that I joined a new hockey team? Perhaps I should back up a few steps.
A few weeks ago, I joined the Car Co-op. It's actually called the Co-operative Auto Network (or CAN), but I just call it the Car Co-op because, well, it's a car co-op1. The deal with the co-op is that you put down a $500 (refundable) deposit to become a member and then you co-operatively own the cars, along with all the other members. The cars are spread out over the city and you book them online when you want to use them - first come, first served. You pay depending on how much time you have the car and how many kilometers you drive. It's much cheaper than buying a car and since I discovered that I can't afford even a measly $21,000 (after all the fees & taxes), plus insurance, for my beloved Smart Car2, this is the only way for me to get my hands on some wheels.
And I need wheels because I just joined a new hockey team, but they play out in Coquitlam. Coq, for those of you who aren't from around these parts, is a 45 minute drive3 from my house. And it appears that I'm the only person on the team who isn't from Coq, so there is no chance to car pool. So I needed some wheels. Hence the Car Co-op.
Plus, having access to wheels makes the idea of getting a ski pass this winter feasible. I've lived in this city far too long without having a ski pass!
But back to the hockey. My new team is awesome! Everyone is so nice and so friendly! And with lots of team spirit! They've been playing together for awhile (only me and one other person are new to the team this year) and there is just an overall positive vibe to the team. I was worried before the game, since I hadn't played in sooooo long, but it all comes back to you, just like riding a bike. Take short shifts, skate hard, stand in front of the net, wait for good player to pass to you & shovel the puck in the net3... or tie up the defenceman in front of the net to give one of the good players a clear shot. I was playing right wing last night (on my former team, I was a centre) and I quite liked it. I still have to get used to the position and where I'm supposed to be under different circumstances, but positioning has always been my strong point, so I'm sure I'll pick it up quickly. [OK, so this is weird. I just looked on the Canucks website to see who is a right winger (and thus, who I should be watching now that pre-season is under way) and, apparently all of our forwards are either centres or left wingers, other than new kid Ryan Shannon. What the f is up with that? Also, Ryan Shannon - get a haircut, you hippie!]
So, yeah, Car Coop - great. New hockey team - great. If you want to join the Co-op, tell them that I referred you and I'll get $20. And you know how much I like getting stuff for free!
1I'm a little embarrassed to admit this, but it was only a few years ago when I actually learned what a co-op is. Before that, I just knew the Co-op as the place where my dad bought feed for his chickens.
2thanks $850 a month in student loan payments!
3Or a 372 hour bus ride. Give or take.
4One of these days, I really do need to learn how to actually shoot the puck.
A few weeks ago, I joined the Car Co-op. It's actually called the Co-operative Auto Network (or CAN), but I just call it the Car Co-op because, well, it's a car co-op1. The deal with the co-op is that you put down a $500 (refundable) deposit to become a member and then you co-operatively own the cars, along with all the other members. The cars are spread out over the city and you book them online when you want to use them - first come, first served. You pay depending on how much time you have the car and how many kilometers you drive. It's much cheaper than buying a car and since I discovered that I can't afford even a measly $21,000 (after all the fees & taxes), plus insurance, for my beloved Smart Car2, this is the only way for me to get my hands on some wheels.
And I need wheels because I just joined a new hockey team, but they play out in Coquitlam. Coq, for those of you who aren't from around these parts, is a 45 minute drive3 from my house. And it appears that I'm the only person on the team who isn't from Coq, so there is no chance to car pool. So I needed some wheels. Hence the Car Co-op.
Plus, having access to wheels makes the idea of getting a ski pass this winter feasible. I've lived in this city far too long without having a ski pass!
But back to the hockey. My new team is awesome! Everyone is so nice and so friendly! And with lots of team spirit! They've been playing together for awhile (only me and one other person are new to the team this year) and there is just an overall positive vibe to the team. I was worried before the game, since I hadn't played in sooooo long, but it all comes back to you, just like riding a bike. Take short shifts, skate hard, stand in front of the net, wait for good player to pass to you & shovel the puck in the net3... or tie up the defenceman in front of the net to give one of the good players a clear shot. I was playing right wing last night (on my former team, I was a centre) and I quite liked it. I still have to get used to the position and where I'm supposed to be under different circumstances, but positioning has always been my strong point, so I'm sure I'll pick it up quickly. [OK, so this is weird. I just looked on the Canucks website to see who is a right winger (and thus, who I should be watching now that pre-season is under way) and, apparently all of our forwards are either centres or left wingers, other than new kid Ryan Shannon. What the f is up with that? Also, Ryan Shannon - get a haircut, you hippie!]
So, yeah, Car Coop - great. New hockey team - great. If you want to join the Co-op, tell them that I referred you and I'll get $20. And you know how much I like getting stuff for free!
1I'm a little embarrassed to admit this, but it was only a few years ago when I actually learned what a co-op is. Before that, I just knew the Co-op as the place where my dad bought feed for his chickens.
2thanks $850 a month in student loan payments!
3Or a 372 hour bus ride. Give or take.
4One of these days, I really do need to learn how to actually shoot the puck.
Sunday, September 02, 2007
I've been meaning to get some Tupperware for some time now. But it turns out that my laziness has paid off as, when I went upstairs to do my laundry yesterday, my landlady informed me that they had some Tupperware that they never use and so were getting rid of and would I like it?
It's like having a grey box in my own house!
It's like having a grey box in my own house!
Wednesday, August 29, 2007
Cursed Trampoline
Just saw this ad in the "free" section of Craig's List:
If only I wasn't so superstitious, I would totally take that trampoline. But my experience with cursed chocolate bars taught me that you just don't mess with curses. Also, my apartment has very low ceilings.
Hey everybody,
I am the unlucky owner of a brand new red trampoline which I now believe to be cursed. Due to a recent injury concerning the trampoline I will be giving it away for no charge. Warning : the trampoline is cursed.
Please contact me as soon as possible,
If only I wasn't so superstitious, I would totally take that trampoline. But my experience with cursed chocolate bars taught me that you just don't mess with curses. Also, my apartment has very low ceilings.
Saturday, July 28, 2007
Freebee Friday
I love free stuff. The offer of free stuff appeals to both my pack rat tendencies and my cheapness gene. And this week was a banner week for free stuff. As previously mentioned, I got to see TWO free movies this weekend - Arctic Tale (my movie review: meh.) on Monday and Skinwalkers (my movie review: I heart things that bite!) on Wednesday.
But Friday brought the motherload of free stuff! First, I got a free textbook from a publishing company. Publishing companies love to give instructors free textbooks, because if you like their book and make it the required one for your course, that's 1001 kids who have to buy the overpriced thing. When I used to teach introductory nutrition, I received no less than four textbooks and two diet analysis software packages for free! After going to campus to pick up my free textbook, I headed out to the Georgia Straight office to pick up a prize package that I had won through one of their online contests. This prize pack consisted of 5 books, seen here sitting on my bedside bookshelf:
The book that had most appealed to me when I saw this contest was the Raw Shark Texts. I'd seen this book on a recent trip to the UBC Bookstore and it caught my eye because (a) I like sharks and (b) it had the shape of a shark cut out of the cover:
...so I read the back of the book and it sounded intriguing! I wasn't familiar with any of the other books, but I checked them out while waiting for the bus after picking them up and they all sound really good! So now I have a big stack of books to read - I'm just starting Infinite Jest3 though, which is about 2 million pages long, so it may be a while until I get to my new free books.
As an added bonus, I also got this free, snazzy new Georgia Straight bag, in which to carry my new books home:
And on the way home, I stopped by to see my hair stylist to get a free bang trim. I'm coming to discover that having bangs requires more than a once a year haircut.
OK, now as I was composing this posting, I just got a free bottle of water! I'm sitting at a coffee shop and the dude at the counter forget to make my toasted bagel so, as an apology for making me wait, he gave me a free bottle of water! It's my lucky week!
1well, 100 kids in the case of my class, 'cuz that's about how big the class will be. If you teach one of those monster 500 student courses, that's a total goldmine for the publisher!
2the Georgia Straight, a local newspaper, was also the source of the Skinwalkers tickets.
3which I picked up at a used bookstore a while ago
But Friday brought the motherload of free stuff! First, I got a free textbook from a publishing company. Publishing companies love to give instructors free textbooks, because if you like their book and make it the required one for your course, that's 1001 kids who have to buy the overpriced thing. When I used to teach introductory nutrition, I received no less than four textbooks and two diet analysis software packages for free! After going to campus to pick up my free textbook, I headed out to the Georgia Straight office to pick up a prize package that I had won through one of their online contests. This prize pack consisted of 5 books, seen here sitting on my bedside bookshelf:
The book that had most appealed to me when I saw this contest was the Raw Shark Texts. I'd seen this book on a recent trip to the UBC Bookstore and it caught my eye because (a) I like sharks and (b) it had the shape of a shark cut out of the cover:
...so I read the back of the book and it sounded intriguing! I wasn't familiar with any of the other books, but I checked them out while waiting for the bus after picking them up and they all sound really good! So now I have a big stack of books to read - I'm just starting Infinite Jest3 though, which is about 2 million pages long, so it may be a while until I get to my new free books.
As an added bonus, I also got this free, snazzy new Georgia Straight bag, in which to carry my new books home:
And on the way home, I stopped by to see my hair stylist to get a free bang trim. I'm coming to discover that having bangs requires more than a once a year haircut.
OK, now as I was composing this posting, I just got a free bottle of water! I'm sitting at a coffee shop and the dude at the counter forget to make my toasted bagel so, as an apology for making me wait, he gave me a free bottle of water! It's my lucky week!
1well, 100 kids in the case of my class, 'cuz that's about how big the class will be. If you teach one of those monster 500 student courses, that's a total goldmine for the publisher!
2the Georgia Straight, a local newspaper, was also the source of the Skinwalkers tickets.
3which I picked up at a used bookstore a while ago
Tuesday, July 24, 2007
Polar Bear Porn
This week seems to be a week for free movies - I'm seeing two of them! First up was a special screening of Arctic Tale, free tickets for which I got from work. Why my office got a bunch of free passes to this movie - well, your guess is as good as mine! Billed as "from the makers of March of the Penguins" this documentary follows Nanu the polar bear and Seela the walrus from birth until adulthood. Now, March of the Penguins was a pretty damn good movie and I was disappointed to discover that this film didn't even come close to measuring up. It seemed to be geared more towards kids, so there was far less info about the two species than I would have liked, and far more fart jokes. Oh, if only I were kidding about that! There was a long scene of walruses farting. Also, the narration by, "storyteller" Queen Latifah , was rather lame (e.g., saying things like "that's just way the walruses roll" and introducing the farting scene by saying "someone starts a game of pull my flipper") and the music sucked. They did, however, get some pretty amazing shots, including shots of the polar bear in her birthing den with brand new baby cubs and shots from under the water of polar bears walking on very thin ice.
Probably the worst part of the movie was when Queen Latifah basically calls all the walruses, other than Seela, a bunch of sluts. OK, so she didn't use the word "slut." I believe it was more something along the lines of "Seela isn't going to go with just any male. She has standards, unlike *some* walruses she knows." [showing picture of other walruses jumping into the water]. But she wanted to say "sluts!", I can just tell.
Probably the best part of the movie happened when Nanu the polar bear was all grown up and ready to mate. The deal with male polar bears is that they are pretty much the worst deadbeat dads. Not only do they take off after mating, leaving the female to birth and raise the cubs on her own, but if a male polar bear should run into a female and her cubs, he'll attack and kill them given the chance! Of course, when the female is cub-less and ready to mate, he's not violent. So the best part of the movie went like this:
So, in conclusion, I'm glad that I didn't actually pay to watch this movie.
Next up in free movieland is Skinwalkers, tickets for which Kalev won from the Georgia Straight and which we are seeing tomorrow night. It's a movie about warring werewolf packs. Coincidentally, also a documentary.
Probably the worst part of the movie was when Queen Latifah basically calls all the walruses, other than Seela, a bunch of sluts. OK, so she didn't use the word "slut." I believe it was more something along the lines of "Seela isn't going to go with just any male. She has standards, unlike *some* walruses she knows." [showing picture of other walruses jumping into the water]. But she wanted to say "sluts!", I can just tell.
Probably the best part of the movie happened when Nanu the polar bear was all grown up and ready to mate. The deal with male polar bears is that they are pretty much the worst deadbeat dads. Not only do they take off after mating, leaving the female to birth and raise the cubs on her own, but if a male polar bear should run into a female and her cubs, he'll attack and kill them given the chance! Of course, when the female is cub-less and ready to mate, he's not violent. So the best part of the movie went like this:
Queen Latifah says: "After many years of fearing the male polar bear, Nanu now finds herself drawn to one," as images of Nanu and the male polar bear being all cuddly show on the screen.Um, ya, you could call it that [cue porn music].
Kid, says loudly in the otherwise silent the theatre: "Is he being nice to her?"
So, in conclusion, I'm glad that I didn't actually pay to watch this movie.
Next up in free movieland is Skinwalkers, tickets for which Kalev won from the Georgia Straight and which we are seeing tomorrow night. It's a movie about warring werewolf packs. Coincidentally, also a documentary.
Wednesday, June 27, 2007
Free Stuff
So, on Sunday I got a bit of a surprise when I ventured out to the cheap Broadway produce stores in search of fresh veggies with which to cook up a bunch of delicious meals for the week. Broadway was closed to traffic as, apparently, it was Greek Day. And there were lots of vendors in the street. If this Greek Day is any indication, I'm pretty sure that Greece is a country full of nothing but restaurants, as pretty much every vendor there was selling food. And there were TONNES of people out, despite the fact that it was on and off raining the whole time. Weaving my way around the slow moving crowds on my quest for produce1, I spied a non-food booth. And at this booth you could apply for a Vancity Enviro VISA4. And, as it so happens, I was in the market for a Vancity Enviro VISA. I recently switched from the bank I'd been at for years (I've only kept my student loan accounts there) to Vancity, as I really do feel that I'm more of a credit union kind of girl. And I'd been meaning to apply for one of their Enviro VISAs (5% of the profits go to environmental projects), but what with all the optometrist visits/dentist visits5/softball games/climbing of mountains6/etc., I hadn't quite gotten around to it. So I talked to the woman at the booth and she was like, "fill out this application form and I'll give you a bunch of free stuff." And you know how I feel about free stuff! As hard as I try to avoid my pack rat tendencies, I can't turn down freebies. So, for signing up for a VISA that I was planning to sign up for anyway, I got:
- a baseball cap - it's plain black with the words "Vancity Enviro VISA" in small red letters on the side (very subtle)... and I needed a new baseball hat!
- a ruler with a calculator in it - who couldn't use one of those?
- a water bottle - you can never have enough water bottles, imho
- a free pen - I don't believe in buying pens... people are always giving them away for free to advertise something or another, so buying pens seems crazy to me.
- another, even cooler free pen - this one is made from biodegradable plastic and biodegradable ink and when you are done with the pen you plant it in the ground and IT GROWS INTO A TREE 'cuz there is a seed inside!!7
So, that's my story about the free stuff.
In other news, I'm still sick. I was coughing and sneezing all freakin' day at work. I'm pretty sure that I must have the plague. Or possibly Ebola. Or possibly plague-infested Ebola viruses.
1OK, I admit it. Produce and shoes. I bought a pair of "pewter" 2coloured flats3 at the Shoe Warehouse. Adorable!
2Not "silver", but "pewter". 'cuz there is *such* a difference!
3That's right, I said "flats." I was able to overcome my love of 27 inch heels and buy a pair of flats. For variety.
4I have *no idea* what Vancity has to do with Greek Day.
5oh ya, in case you were wondering, it turns out, as Dave so wisely predicted, I do not have oral cancer. In case you were worried.
6Crap. It just occurred to me that I never blogged about my recent trip up the Grouse Grind. Here I am writing about applying for a freaking VISA card (*yawn*) and neglecting to mention that I climbed a mountain that is 1.5X the height of the CN Tower. D'oh! Anyhoo, I climbed Grouse Mountain on Friday! Pictures to follow, hopefully... unless I forget to blog it again. I swear, I'd forget my head if it wasn't attached!
7sure, I'm a renter and will be for the forseeable future and so have place to plant a tree. But no matter! Minor details! I love my tree pen!
Sunday, June 17, 2007
Watch These Videos
These videos show what it would be like if shopping in the real world was like online shopping. Good for a chuckle.
Plus, by linking there, I could potentially win a Amazon.com gift certificate. And you know I likes me some free stuff. Plus, I know the guy who plays the search engine and the homepage.
Plus, by linking there, I could potentially win a Amazon.com gift certificate. And you know I likes me some free stuff. Plus, I know the guy who plays the search engine and the homepage.
Wednesday, June 06, 2007
Is it wrong for me to love an inanimate object? I'm standing at a bus stop, secure in the knowledge that my bus will be here soon because now I, like everyone else, can call Translink's automated system and find out when the next bus is coming. I stand here, pecking away at my little keyboard, the smell of pot from the joint the girl next to me is smoking burning strong, and I try to avoid being in the direct line of fire as she hacks up what I can only assume is both of her lungs.
Now I'm sitting on the bus, still pecking away at the tiny keyboard, because you really can't type that fast on keys that are mere millimetres wide (or at least that's what it feels like... I'm sure that my phone will soon announce "the fingers you are using to type with are too fat. If you would like to order a dialing wand, please smash the keyboard with your palm.")
Soon, I will be home and I'll upload this to my blog (which will then be automatically imported into Facebook, for those of you who read my blog postings there instead of reading my blog...). And the world will be blessed with yet another pithy blog posting from me, all thanks to my shiny new Treo. That, and the fact that I finished the book I was reading on the bus ride to dinner1, and so was bored enough to write this.
OK, so apparently I was bored enough to write that yesterday, but not motivated enough to actually upload it! It's now the next day and I'm at Kalev's in the middle of watching Night Watch, a Russian horror movie that we saw over a year ago in the theatre that just so happens to have the BEST. SUBTITLES. EVER. But we paused the movie 'cuz Kalev keeps getting phone calls! You may be interested to know, however, that we are watching Night Watch for a very special reason... As it happens, Day Watch, the first of two sequels, is coming out in theatres this weekend. And as it also happens, there were two contests2 that Vancouverites could enter to win passes to see a sneak preview of said sequel. Contests that Kalev and I may have asked our friends ever so nicely to enter in the hopes of increasing our chances of getting our mitts on those tix. And, as it so happens, not only did Kalev and I both win double passes, but so did no fewer than FOUR of our friends!3 And just to add the cherry on top, I also just so happened to be one of the first three winners of the Georgia Strait's contest to pick up my passes, so I also got a copy of the book "Day Watch." A book, of course was what I really could have used yesterday when I started writing this posting!
Oh yes, for the record, I'm on yet another bus (and have been since about the middle of the last paragraph). And I have no fewer than 4 books in my bag today: the library book that I brought with me to read on the bus on the way to work this morning, the copy of Day Watch and two books that I picked up as Christmas presents, if you can believe that!4
1Minority Report by Philip K. Dick, in case you were wondering
2One from Videomatica and one from the Georgia Strait. I suppose it is possible there were more, but these were the two of which I was aware.
3I think that this is sufficient evidence that the Flying Spaghetti Monster was using his Noodly Appendage to ensure that I saw this movie.
4I don't think I've ever started my Christmas shopping before Dec 19.
Now I'm sitting on the bus, still pecking away at the tiny keyboard, because you really can't type that fast on keys that are mere millimetres wide (or at least that's what it feels like... I'm sure that my phone will soon announce "the fingers you are using to type with are too fat. If you would like to order a dialing wand, please smash the keyboard with your palm.")
Soon, I will be home and I'll upload this to my blog (which will then be automatically imported into Facebook, for those of you who read my blog postings there instead of reading my blog...). And the world will be blessed with yet another pithy blog posting from me, all thanks to my shiny new Treo. That, and the fact that I finished the book I was reading on the bus ride to dinner1, and so was bored enough to write this.
OK, so apparently I was bored enough to write that yesterday, but not motivated enough to actually upload it! It's now the next day and I'm at Kalev's in the middle of watching Night Watch, a Russian horror movie that we saw over a year ago in the theatre that just so happens to have the BEST. SUBTITLES. EVER. But we paused the movie 'cuz Kalev keeps getting phone calls! You may be interested to know, however, that we are watching Night Watch for a very special reason... As it happens, Day Watch, the first of two sequels, is coming out in theatres this weekend. And as it also happens, there were two contests2 that Vancouverites could enter to win passes to see a sneak preview of said sequel. Contests that Kalev and I may have asked our friends ever so nicely to enter in the hopes of increasing our chances of getting our mitts on those tix. And, as it so happens, not only did Kalev and I both win double passes, but so did no fewer than FOUR of our friends!3 And just to add the cherry on top, I also just so happened to be one of the first three winners of the Georgia Strait's contest to pick up my passes, so I also got a copy of the book "Day Watch." A book, of course was what I really could have used yesterday when I started writing this posting!
Oh yes, for the record, I'm on yet another bus (and have been since about the middle of the last paragraph). And I have no fewer than 4 books in my bag today: the library book that I brought with me to read on the bus on the way to work this morning, the copy of Day Watch and two books that I picked up as Christmas presents, if you can believe that!4
1Minority Report by Philip K. Dick, in case you were wondering
2One from Videomatica and one from the Georgia Strait. I suppose it is possible there were more, but these were the two of which I was aware.
3I think that this is sufficient evidence that the Flying Spaghetti Monster was using his Noodly Appendage to ensure that I saw this movie.
4I don't think I've ever started my Christmas shopping before Dec 19.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
The healing powers of magic
My foot appears to have inexplicably healed itself. This morning on my walk from the bus stop to my office, it hurt as just bad as it has the past three days. Usually it is fine when I'm sitting (with it elevated) at my desk, but hurts as soon as I get up and take a few steps. But on my lunch break today, it occurred to me that it had stopped hurting. Completely.
Now, I'm not sure how exactly this happened, but I have three equally viable hypotheses:
1. Hockey tape. The lovely shiny black heels that I bought when I first got my job have not been fairing well. In fact, the little rubber thingys* on the bottom of the heels had completely worn away within about two weeks of me buying them. Like, worn away so completely that the metal post** inside the heel was poking out of the bottom. I'm too cheap to take them to a shoe repair place (they only cost $30, so I can't bring myself to spend any amount on fixing them) and I've been meaning to do a homemade repair job on them for ages. This morning, before work, I finally got the trusty old hockey tape out and put a few layers on the bottom of each heel to replace the aforementioned thingys. And now, after a few hours of wearing them***, my half-marathon foot injury has miraculously abated. Clearly, hockey tape has magical healing powers.
2. Alternatively, Shalu is magic. Shalu and I met up for lunch (as we work at the same site) and had gone outside in search of free veggie dogs, cake and chips.**** And it was while we were outside that it occurred to me that my foot wasn't hurting. Clearly, either hockey tape, or Shalu, is magic.
3. Or, there is a synergistic effect of hockey tape + Shalu that is magic.
Of course, given the fact that my coffee ground vomitus-inducing stomach troubles also mysteriously cleared up with no help whatsoever from the medical profession*****, there is the possibility that the lab accident with the nuclear radiation, the genetically-modified spider, the particle physics machine and that goo from outer space has rendered me an invincible superhero*****, but I think there's really just an outside chance of that being the case.
Update: I had written the above on my Palm Pilot, sitting in a coffee shop on Dunbar Street after work as it was far too sunny and nice to be at home. I thought it was a nice posting - brief, to the point, pithy. Yes, pithy, as in of, like, or abounding in pith. And accurate. And then life sent in a monkey wrench, as life is wont to do. In order to post this, I had to come home and sync it to my computer (as I don't have wirelessness on my Palm). Coming home involves walking down a stupid hill (and just ask Kelly abou that hill!). And now my foot hurts again. Not a lot, but a bit. Boo-urns.
*I have no idea what the correct name of those thingys are. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
**Did you know that there is a metal post inside of high heels? I had no idea. Hadn't really thought about what would be inside the heels, actually.
***Yes, I decided to wear my heels today, despite having an injured foot. Don't judge.
****There was a celebratory BBQ at our work site where free food was given out. Good times.
*****No caffeine! As if!
******or super villian.
Now, I'm not sure how exactly this happened, but I have three equally viable hypotheses:
1. Hockey tape. The lovely shiny black heels that I bought when I first got my job have not been fairing well. In fact, the little rubber thingys* on the bottom of the heels had completely worn away within about two weeks of me buying them. Like, worn away so completely that the metal post** inside the heel was poking out of the bottom. I'm too cheap to take them to a shoe repair place (they only cost $30, so I can't bring myself to spend any amount on fixing them) and I've been meaning to do a homemade repair job on them for ages. This morning, before work, I finally got the trusty old hockey tape out and put a few layers on the bottom of each heel to replace the aforementioned thingys. And now, after a few hours of wearing them***, my half-marathon foot injury has miraculously abated. Clearly, hockey tape has magical healing powers.
2. Alternatively, Shalu is magic. Shalu and I met up for lunch (as we work at the same site) and had gone outside in search of free veggie dogs, cake and chips.**** And it was while we were outside that it occurred to me that my foot wasn't hurting. Clearly, either hockey tape, or Shalu, is magic.
3. Or, there is a synergistic effect of hockey tape + Shalu that is magic.
Of course, given the fact that my coffee ground vomitus-inducing stomach troubles also mysteriously cleared up with no help whatsoever from the medical profession*****, there is the possibility that the lab accident with the nuclear radiation, the genetically-modified spider, the particle physics machine and that goo from outer space has rendered me an invincible superhero*****, but I think there's really just an outside chance of that being the case.
Update: I had written the above on my Palm Pilot, sitting in a coffee shop on Dunbar Street after work as it was far too sunny and nice to be at home. I thought it was a nice posting - brief, to the point, pithy. Yes, pithy, as in of, like, or abounding in pith. And accurate. And then life sent in a monkey wrench, as life is wont to do. In order to post this, I had to come home and sync it to my computer (as I don't have wirelessness on my Palm). Coming home involves walking down a stupid hill (and just ask Kelly abou that hill!). And now my foot hurts again. Not a lot, but a bit. Boo-urns.
*I have no idea what the correct name of those thingys are. Anyone? Anyone? Bueller?
**Did you know that there is a metal post inside of high heels? I had no idea. Hadn't really thought about what would be inside the heels, actually.
***Yes, I decided to wear my heels today, despite having an injured foot. Don't judge.
****There was a celebratory BBQ at our work site where free food was given out. Good times.
*****No caffeine! As if!
******or super villian.
Wednesday, April 04, 2007
Cowtown
We our now in Calgary! I'm typing this on stolen wireless - there are about 15 unsecured wireless networks that I can detected in the friend's place where we are staying! Go "default"!
When Sarah and I got to the airport, we were both pretty hungry, but the Timmy Ho's before you pass security didn't appear to make sandwiches, so we figured we'd go to the Timmy Ho's that we know is past security instead. Which turned out to not be open. It was like 6 pm. 'cuz no one goes to the airport after 6 pm, right? Our dinner instead: half a bag of jalapeno chips and a king-sized peanut butter cup each. I'm pretty sure that fits nicely into the food guide, right?
Our flight was uneventful, except for the fact that once we got here, our plane had to sit on the tarmac for about 20 minutes because our ground crew was de-icing some other plane. And we both really, really had to pee, but we were supposed to "remained seated with your seat belt fastened." Sarah finally gave up waiting and went to the bathroom on the plane... and that's when the plane finally drove the 2 ft to the gate.
When we finally got off the plane, we discovered (a) Dave's plane was delayed, so he wouldn't be there for another an hour and a half, (b) they have temperatures in the minus here and (c) you don't actually have to pay for parking at the airport. Apparently there are lots of things you don't have to pay for in Calgary... parking at the airport, taking transit within the downtown core, cable TV. They have so much freaking money in this province, they don't know what to do with it. They do not, however, appear to have any vegetables here.
When Sarah and I got to the airport, we were both pretty hungry, but the Timmy Ho's before you pass security didn't appear to make sandwiches, so we figured we'd go to the Timmy Ho's that we know is past security instead. Which turned out to not be open. It was like 6 pm. 'cuz no one goes to the airport after 6 pm, right? Our dinner instead: half a bag of jalapeno chips and a king-sized peanut butter cup each. I'm pretty sure that fits nicely into the food guide, right?
Our flight was uneventful, except for the fact that once we got here, our plane had to sit on the tarmac for about 20 minutes because our ground crew was de-icing some other plane. And we both really, really had to pee, but we were supposed to "remained seated with your seat belt fastened." Sarah finally gave up waiting and went to the bathroom on the plane... and that's when the plane finally drove the 2 ft to the gate.
When we finally got off the plane, we discovered (a) Dave's plane was delayed, so he wouldn't be there for another an hour and a half, (b) they have temperatures in the minus here and (c) you don't actually have to pay for parking at the airport. Apparently there are lots of things you don't have to pay for in Calgary... parking at the airport, taking transit within the downtown core, cable TV. They have so much freaking money in this province, they don't know what to do with it. They do not, however, appear to have any vegetables here.
Saturday, March 03, 2007
A test of my will
The other day I was watching the Canucks game with some fellow scientists at Coppertank and Erika told a story about how she was burned as a young child when she spilled a scalding hot cup of hot chocolate on herself and she bears the scar tissue to this day. For some reason, this made me crave a hot chocolate*. And since Coppertank is right across the road from Timmy Ho's and I was walking home from the 'tank, I decided to pop in to satisfy that craving. And what did I discover when I entered Timmy's?
It's Roll Up The Rim To Win time. For you non-Canadians, RUTRTW is this promotion they have at Tim Horton's where you can, not surprisingly, win prizes by rolling up the rim of your coffee cup. Your disposable paper coffee cup.
This is where the test of my will comes in. As I have mentioned before, I bring a travel mug around with me, as I prefer not to use disposable cups, destroying trees and filling up landfills unnecessarily. When I emailed my sister the pic from the Metro, her response was "And look at you sporting your environmentally friendly coffee cup." It's what I do. However, I also like winning things. Hence, my dilemma. You can't very well win anything at Roll Up The Rim To Win if you don't take the paper coffee cup. So, I've been to Timmy's twice since RUTRTW started and used my travel mug both times, forgoing my opportunity to roll and win. But how long can I resist the siren song this is a chance to win an iPod**? And shouldn't they have a contest that rewards the use of non-disposable mugs, rather than promoting those who continue to fill up our landfills??
Me, modeling with a disposable paper cup at Timmy's (not a Roll Up The Rim To Win one, mind you) on a day when I was not practising what I preach. And yes, I always dress this nicely to go to Timmy's, don't you?
*I know. I'm weird.
**I know that I already have an iPod. But this one has more memory than mine!
It's Roll Up The Rim To Win time. For you non-Canadians, RUTRTW is this promotion they have at Tim Horton's where you can, not surprisingly, win prizes by rolling up the rim of your coffee cup. Your disposable paper coffee cup.
This is where the test of my will comes in. As I have mentioned before, I bring a travel mug around with me, as I prefer not to use disposable cups, destroying trees and filling up landfills unnecessarily. When I emailed my sister the pic from the Metro, her response was "And look at you sporting your environmentally friendly coffee cup." It's what I do. However, I also like winning things. Hence, my dilemma. You can't very well win anything at Roll Up The Rim To Win if you don't take the paper coffee cup. So, I've been to Timmy's twice since RUTRTW started and used my travel mug both times, forgoing my opportunity to roll and win. But how long can I resist the siren song this is a chance to win an iPod**? And shouldn't they have a contest that rewards the use of non-disposable mugs, rather than promoting those who continue to fill up our landfills??
Me, modeling with a disposable paper cup at Timmy's (not a Roll Up The Rim To Win one, mind you) on a day when I was not practising what I preach. And yes, I always dress this nicely to go to Timmy's, don't you?*I know. I'm weird.
**I know that I already have an iPod. But this one has more memory than mine!
Friday, February 23, 2007
Moosecamp '07 - Post #1
I'm blogging in a blogging conference! How friggin' cool is that?? The session I'm in now is called "Mashups for Non-programmers"... I'm learning how to use Yahoo Pipes. But the Yahoo Pipes site just went down... probably because everyone in this room has a laptop and everyone is on Yahoo Pipes.
Also, being a volunteer, I got a free cool T-shirt to appease my cool T-shirt fetish:
Props to the lady sitting beside me for taking this pic. Granted, it's not as cool as the anal T-shirt, but it's still pretty cool. And free. And you know how I love free stuff.
Also, here's my name tag. The nametag has a place to add "tags" and I'm using mine to continue to propagate the myth that I am, in fact, a model:
And finally, here is the scheduling by group consensus session in action. See those colourful signs? Those are my handy work. Oh yes, I have mad Sharpie marker skillz.
Also, being a volunteer, I got a free cool T-shirt to appease my cool T-shirt fetish:
Props to the lady sitting beside me for taking this pic. Granted, it's not as cool as the anal T-shirt, but it's still pretty cool. And free. And you know how I love free stuff.
Also, here's my name tag. The nametag has a place to add "tags" and I'm using mine to continue to propagate the myth that I am, in fact, a model:
And finally, here is the scheduling by group consensus session in action. See those colourful signs? Those are my handy work. Oh yes, I have mad Sharpie marker skillz.
Thursday, February 22, 2007
Coffee, Sunshine, Singing Birds and A Blogging Conference
I'm sitting at Calhoun's right now, drinking coffee and availing myself of the free wifi*. I'm sitting on the patio. In the sunshine. Wearing sunglasses. No jacket. In FEBRUARY!!
I was lured out of my dark dank basement suite by the sounds of birds singing! I'm not making that up. Friggin' birds were friggin' singing outside my friggin' window. In the sunshine. In February. The Weather Network claims that it is 9 degrees out**, and Environment Canada would have you believe it is 8 degrees. This is complete bullshit. It must be at least 15. It's gorgeous. I'm pretty sure this is a conspiracy to keep the rest of the country from knowing how amazing it is here, as we have no room for any more people to move here.
Also, I'm going to a blogging conference tomorrow - Northern Voice! It's two days - tomorrow is Moose Camp, the unconference and Saturday is the more conferency part. I'm volunteering because I didn't have the $50*** it costs to attend. I'm really looking forward to it - it sounds like there is going to be a lot of really cool sessions, and it's sold out and so I'll get the chance to meet lots of really cool people. My friend Phillip is going, so I'll at least know one of the attendees. No doubt you'll be hearing all about it from me over the next couple of days.
*Free because UBC made a deal with fatport where anyone with a UBC Campus Wide Login (CWL) can use any fatport in Vancouver for free. Apparently it is a one-year trial. Of course, being UBC, they didn't bother to actually advertise this, so hardly anyone I've talked to knows about it. I only know about it because I have connections.
**That's 9 degrees Celsius. For my American friends, that's 48 degrees Fahrenheit.
***Yes, I'm aware that $50 is a fantastic deal for a 2 day conference. But I'm ungainfully unemployed, so to me that it a prohibitive amount. Thankfully Darren & Cyprien, two of the organizers, took pity on me and are letting me volunteer.
I was lured out of my dark dank basement suite by the sounds of birds singing! I'm not making that up. Friggin' birds were friggin' singing outside my friggin' window. In the sunshine. In February. The Weather Network claims that it is 9 degrees out**, and Environment Canada would have you believe it is 8 degrees. This is complete bullshit. It must be at least 15. It's gorgeous. I'm pretty sure this is a conspiracy to keep the rest of the country from knowing how amazing it is here, as we have no room for any more people to move here.
Also, I'm going to a blogging conference tomorrow - Northern Voice! It's two days - tomorrow is Moose Camp, the unconference and Saturday is the more conferency part. I'm volunteering because I didn't have the $50*** it costs to attend. I'm really looking forward to it - it sounds like there is going to be a lot of really cool sessions, and it's sold out and so I'll get the chance to meet lots of really cool people. My friend Phillip is going, so I'll at least know one of the attendees. No doubt you'll be hearing all about it from me over the next couple of days.
*Free because UBC made a deal with fatport where anyone with a UBC Campus Wide Login (CWL) can use any fatport in Vancouver for free. Apparently it is a one-year trial. Of course, being UBC, they didn't bother to actually advertise this, so hardly anyone I've talked to knows about it. I only know about it because I have connections.
**That's 9 degrees Celsius. For my American friends, that's 48 degrees Fahrenheit.
***Yes, I'm aware that $50 is a fantastic deal for a 2 day conference. But I'm ungainfully unemployed, so to me that it a prohibitive amount. Thankfully Darren & Cyprien, two of the organizers, took pity on me and are letting me volunteer.
Tuesday, January 23, 2007
Why Do You Blog?
Darren of darrenbarefoot.com fame has a survey going on about "Why Do You Blog." If you fill it out, you can win stuff.
Go here to check it out.
And while we are on the topic, those of you who blog, why do you blog?
Go here to check it out.
And while we are on the topic, those of you who blog, why do you blog?
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