Just sayin’

9 days to go. Don’t get flu, don’t get flu, don’t get flu…

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Mr E Man is not old and stupid…

…just older and stupider* than me!

I saw an article on the BBC website on Monday proclaiming that “the secret to a happy marriage for men is choosing a wife who is smarter and at least five years younger than you”. After reading about this no doubt world-class research, I went home that evening to give Mr E Man the good news that we’re all set for an eternity of marital bliss. (The fact that he was in the middle of cooking dinner and had a glass of chilled white wine waiting for me might help, too).

I might hold off on telling him the corresponding story from News Arse, though. The article on this satirical UK news site (fans of the BBC website will recognise the layout, fans of The Onion will recognise the style) is titled “women encouraged to marry old and stupid men”, and gives hope to “those previously considered terminally undate-worthy”:

Reg Brown told us, “I’m thick as pig shit and the wrong side of fifty, so this is the best news I’ve had since The Sun did its 10p issues”.

Good stuff!

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*Not true – I may be more educated, but I was only (although consistently, heh) ahead by 2 IQ points in some online tests we did for fun a few years ago!

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Turning germaphobe, I think I’m turning germaphobe, I really think so

As with most other fields of biology in which I’ve had no formal training, I know just enough microbiology and epidemiology to be dangerous.
In this particular case, it’s my peace of mind that’s at risk. I’m going on holiday in 11 days, and spending far too much time thinking about the incubation period of the swine flu.
This may be a reaction to my last holiday being spoiled by a norovirus that swept through the household, hitting me at 11pm on Christmas Eve, or maybe just sheer desperation for a break of a magnitude I’ve not felt since the last year of my PhD; I’m really not usually so paranoid. I mean, I always wash my hands thoroughly, and I handle raw meat with the respect it deserves. But I usually wouldn’t be using hand sanitiser every hour or two, or thinking about missing a house party because the host said “sniffle sniffle, oink oink” on Facebook (turns out she just has a cold… probably), or considering trying to jump the queue for the just-approved vaccine (health care workers – which includes me, apparently – are set for shots in phase 2, which will come too late for my holiday).
I really don’t mind if I get sick NOW, because at least then I’ll be fine by the time we leave. I mean, I hate being sick as much as the next person, but I’d rather hit that window of opportunity than be actively sick and infectious on our departure date, and not be able to fly. But my days of thinking “if I get sick NOW I’ll be OK by then” are drawing to a close…
Does anyone know just enough behavioural psychology to be dangerous know how to get me to stop worrying?

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Tuesday Pet Peeve: common garden variety

It’s a beautiful day today. After days of rain the sun is shining on the snow-capped mountains, and the trees are resplendent in yellows, oranges, and reds.

So are the roads.

Yup, the leaves are falling and winter is on the way. And gardeners were out in force this morning, taking advantage of the break in the weather to give their rakes and leaf blowers an airing.

Because, apparently, fallen leaves shall NOT be allowed to sully any perfect lawns*. They should, instead, be dumped into the road (a bike route).

Yup, I saw about eight people today moving leaves off the grass (where they run the risk of mulching in and actually doing some good), and into the road. Where they will form a nasty sodden brown mass next time it rains (tomorrow, probably), blocking the drains, and forcing cyclists to ride over a layer of treacherous slipperiness, with a couple of inches of dirty water sitting on top of it for good measure.

It’s like a man cutting the hair off his head and gluing it to his back and the insides of his ears instead.

Where do my leaves go?

Some go into my compost, some go into the municipal composting bins (unlimited citywide curbside pick-up of leaves throughout the autumn), and the rest get spread over my lawn and veggie patch.

A plague of hairy backs upon the leaf blowers!

A leaf blower, yesterday**

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*these are the same lawns that are suspiciously green, lush, and wet in the middle of the summer sprinkler bans. As a French friend of mine once said, “this is Vancouver. Your lawn is going to do its best to be brown in the summer, and moss in the winter. Why fight Nature? Have a glass of wine and forget about it”.

**sorry, couldn’t resist! This photo did the rounds at work a few years back, as an email with the subject header “Leaf Blower For Sale”. 

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Hockey Pool, Week 4

Mixing it up a bit this week… when I first set up the pool, someone called AJBroome joined it. I didn’t know who this person was, and my attempts to contact him/her failed. However, this person contacted me for a different reason over the weekend, and I now know that it’s a regular reader (albeit one who can’t post due to some kind of work browser/firewall conflict), rather than some random person who found the pool through an internet search! So he/she has now been added to the pool update spreadsheet.

Another person for me to beat…

AJ, I don’t know your preferred username and whether you would prefer a gender-neutral pseudonym to your real name, so I’ll use the name you joined the pool under and will not disclose anything else about you unless you let me know that it’s OK.

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Nightmare

I had a bad dream last night.

I dreamed that my Mum told me I was boring. And, what’s worse, my sister backed her up! That little traitor!

This turned into a dream of me running away from home (i.e. my parents’ house, despite being an adult in the dream) on the number 10 bus (there is no number 10 bus route anywhere near my parents’ house, but somehow this seemed very important), with the family dog – an Old English Sheepdog called Charlie (we have never had a dog). It turned into one of my recurring “being chased by something I can’t see” dreams, and I woke up in that middle of the night state where you think that everything in the dream was real.

I was quite distraught. OMG, people think I’m boring??!!

But then the slightly-more-awake part of my brain said “but people comment on your blog! You can’t be that boring!”.

And I settled back into blissful, dreamless sleep.

Does anyone know a good therapist?

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Lighting a flame

The Olympic torch has been lit, the relay has begun, and the Games are on their way to Vancouver!

As I’ve mentioned before, there has been a lot of local negativity and knee-jerk NIMBYism around the Olympics. There have been good reasons behind some of the negative reactions; the local media are ramping up their coverage, and it seems as if most of their stories highlight cost overruns, heavy-handed treatment of anti-Olympic protesters, new traffic restrictions etc etc etc. I was strongly pro-Games from the start, but have had to concede that the anti-Games crowd have a point when it comes to some of these specific criticisms.

But there have been some strong positives, too. The recession hasn’t hit BC as hard as many other places, thanks partially to all the Olympic and related infrastructure construction work that’s keeping people employed. The venues have all been completed well ahead of schedule, and have even been winning awards. I’ve seen some of the plans to turn the venues into community facilities after the Games, and am stoked to be getting access to a brand new aquatic centre about 15 minutes walk away from my house. There’s a bit of a buzz developing around the Cultural Olympiad, which promises to keep even the most rabid anti-sports people happy. The Canada Line is up, running, and packed to the gills. The improvements to the Sea-to-Sky Highway got us to Whistler in record time a couple of weeks ago. However, these stories haven’t been getting as much media coverage as all the negatives.

The tide seems to be turning, though. First the (mostly) favourable reaction to the medal designs (I love them!), and now the tradition and symbolism of the torch ceremony. I hope that things are on the upswing.

An Australian friend gave me another reason to be cheerful. He was living in Sydney during the 2000 Summer Games, and said that the negative media coverage and vocal NIMBYism that we’re seeing here in Vancouver were also evident in the run-up to the Sydney Games. However, once people from all over the world started to arrive in Sydney, the licensing hours were extended, and the cultural events kicked off, the excitement started to build. The vocal NIMBYs were still spouting off, but they started to get shouted down by the excitement of the people who’d always been pro-Olympics. And then the Games started, and the silent majority who initially either didn’t care or were on the fence, got caught up in the excitement and proceeded to get behind the Australian athletes, go to all the concerts and parties, and generally have an awesome time.

(Oh, and completely drown out all the miserable NIMBYs).

Now, nine years after the Sydney Games, people just remember the fun they had, and enjoy all the leagacy sports and other facilities.

I can’t wait for February! Once the hockey starts, the NIMBYs don’t stand a chance!

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So, who wants to work with me?

My boss told me last night that he’s recruiting, and asked me if I know anyone who might be interested. He’s looking for two postdocs to start next summer, as well as a grad student “or maybe two”.

Our new (and still in progress) website has links to some of the larger projects currently underway in the lab – the exact projects that are open may change, and will depend on who applies!

So, if any of my blog buddies* are interested, drop me an email at vwxynot [at] gmail. I’d be happy to chat off-blog about the lab and its projects, and if you decide to apply, I can get your CV and cover letter to the top of the pile**. The rest is up to you!

And now you all know who I work for… in the interests of Google rankings, please don’t type his name in the comments section. We’re working really hard to get the new website to show up first when you Google his name, but with only a few weeks’ worth of content, it’s easy to override those efforts.

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*If you’re not a regular reader and you’ve found this page by chance, you’re very welcome to apply through the regular channel outlined on the website I linked to. Sorry, but I’m not going to screen CVs from any old stranger who can do a Google search! We have an HR department for that 🙂

**I can also take you for a beer if you come for an interview

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Hockey Pool, Week 3

What’s that I see in my rear view mirror?

Oh, right: everyone else!

Spasiba, Alexander!

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For EcoGeoFemme!

Comment on my last post: “I’m really the first American commenter on this post? yikes! Maybe you should make another map with your regular commenters’ countries. :)”

Well, I’m both cheap and lazy, so I haven’t switched from my free (but limited) account at statcounter.com to Google Analytics yet. So I can’t give you my overall, all-time breakdown, but here’s the location of my last 500 visitors:

This is reasonably typical, I think!

I’d be interested to see the breakdown from other bloggers’ stats, if anyone has the time and the inclination!

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