Potentially horribly inappropriate blog post

I’ve never seen this done before on any of the blogs I read, so apologies if this is a big faux pas!

I know I’ve said that I don’t usually try to raise money for the charity that pays my salary, but hey, you don’t get to have your photo taken with sexy hockey players without giving something back. So I signed up to take part in a 36 km sponsored bike ride on June 1st.

If you’re at all interested in sponsoring me (and I understand completely if you’re not – this is a regional foundation after all!), you can view my personal page and donate at this site.

I can personally vouch for the quality of the research that this event will fund. This is my second time working here, and I love the feeling that what I do makes a difference.

Thank you in advance, and don’t be shy at letting me know if you think this is inappropriate! There’s a similar event in August (for the MS Society), and the response to this post will determine whether I ever try it again!

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One big happy interconnected family

My brother-in-law (not the one with the hilarious new girlfriend, another one I haven’t mentioned before) lives overseas, and has done (in various locations) for a few years now. So whenever he’s in town, it turns into quite the occasion. He stopped off in Vancouver on his way back from a conference in Toronto last week, so I got to spend lots of time with my in-laws, who are, without exception, totally awesome people and wonderful cooks.

I’m going to have to insert a quick who’s who here because the following makes no sense otherwise! Here’s a list of Mr E Man’s siblings, in chronological order, with their spousoids on the right:

Sibling—————- Spousoid
BIL1——————- —HNG
SIL1——————- —Husband1
SIL2 ———————-Husband2
BIL2 (lives overseas) —Girlfriend we haven’t met yet
Mr E Man (the baby!) —Me

There’s a 10 year gap between BIL1 and Mr E Man.

HNG was meeting SIL1 for the first time, and they both instantly said they recognised each other. They still haven’t figured out how, but no-one was really surprised, given all the other family connections:

  • BIL1 knew Husband1 before SIL1 ever met him.
  • Mr E Man and I knew HNG before she ever met BIL1.
  • I knew BIL2 before I ever met Mr E Man.

We had a good laugh at how incestuous we all are, but I think it’s just a sign of a happy family who all get along and who have mostly stayed in the same area. Mr E Man and BIL2 have lots of high school friends in common, and so do my two sisters-in-law. In my own case, I met BIL2 at several parties in my first year here, thanks to the same friends who would eventually introduce me to his little brother. In fact, the first time I met Mr E Man, our very brief conversation was all about how his brother was doing*. And last year, a high school friend of Mr E Man realized that his wife’s new friend, HNG, would be a really good match for BIL1. Mr E Man and I weren’t there the night of the set-up, but we were in on it.

The names are another thing entirely. SIL1 has the same name as me, and SIL2 has the same name as my sister. Husband1 has the same name as my Dad, and Mr E Man shares his name with one of my uncles. The wedding was very confusing.

Living as I do so many thousands of miles from my own parents and sister, I’m very happy to have found myself a whole new Canadian family.

Darwinian gardening techniques on my other blog…
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*BIL2 and his friends are known pranksters. The first time my friend and I met them, they said they were lawyers. The second time, they said they were carpet cleaners and that they’d only said they were lawyers the first time to impress us. We asked them how to get stains out of white carpets and they bluffed their way through it pretty well, considering that they are in fact lawyers. So when BIL2 told us at one party that he was moving to Kosovo the next day, we totally didn’t believe him. We took the piss mercilessly: “hey baby, I’m shipping out to Kosovo in the morning” in a fake sexy accent and all that. We were quite embarrassed when we found out he actually was in Kosovo, working with the UN.

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Natural selection at work in my garden

I spent most of yesterday trying to make my garden look like less of a disgrace. My mother-in-law’s patented “let’s see the positive at all times” observation that “your garden looks so colourful!” made me realise that it really was time to get rid of some of the hundreds of dandelions, and get my seeds in at the same time. (I know it’s probably the wrong time of year – but then I take a Darwinian approach to growing vegetables. Plant all the seeds at once and the ones that survive will obviously be the best (and hopefully tastiest) specimens).
I filled an entire bin full of the thousands of dandelions and other assorted weeds; dug in some satisfyingly dark, rich compost; transplanted my tomato plants; seeded courgettes, onions, peas and cucumbers in the aforementioned haphazard fashion; and, due to the inconvenient ban on using Agent Orange, had to tackle the lawn with our trusty, rusty old push-mower.
The exercise brought up some questions:

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All Skyped up

About time, eh?

There was some discussion about webcams, which caused a bit of a delay while we debated whether seeing kittens outweighs having to sort out hair and tidy computer room before calling. We decided to just get microphones for now and see how it goes.

Drop me an email if you want to know my user name!

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One and counting

Today is a momentous occasion. I’m stunned and amazed that there’s no mention of it on the BBC, CBC or CNN. Maybe they’re going to run a special feature on tonight’s news instead.

Yup, today marks one year since my first post.

I started this blog while away on a conference. It’s an open secret that I wasn’t happy in my job at the time, since all the meaty writing assignments I’d been promised were few and far between and I was spending most of my time editing product inserts. Hardly the experience I was looking for in my long term goal of making a living by writing about science. Bored and frustrated, I started reading and commenting on various blogs – Pharyngula, This Week in Evolution, Genomicron, ERV; namely the ones with a fairly hard core scientific content. I loved those online conversations and realised I hadn’t lost my love of science.

So, on a flight down to LA, I had an epiphany. Why not start my own blog? I started scribbling in my notebook, and by the time we landed I had a rough draft of my first post. It’s perhaps not surprising that I chose to write about a purely academic pleasure – seeing my own papers cited in new publications.

There was lots of down time at the conference, and I set up my Blogger account and uploaded my first post from my hotel room. No response, as predicted. I made my way over to Pharyngula, left an on-topic comment, entered my shiny new URL into the relevant box, and some kind souls were nice enough to click through and leave me a comment.

I was hooked.

Without the comments, I don’t know how long I’d have kept writing. I see some blogs where the host never replies to the feedback their readers give, and I think, what’s the point? This is supposed to be a conversation, right? That’s why I do my best to reply to every comment. It sounds corny (not to mention pathetic and tragic), but the first thing I do when I switch on my computer every morning is to check my inbox for comments.

By the time I got back to Vancouver, I’d written several more posts, including my first “journal club” (which earned me my first link – from Makita at Everything and More!). Within a month or two I was brave enough to give my URL to a couple of friends, and got some lovely supportive feedback. It sounds really bizarre, but I felt my brain kick up into a higher gear. I’d been idling for a while, so the feeling was very welcome. I actually felt smarter.

I can’t know for sure, but I think this blog helped me to get my current job. I was torn about applying, mostly because it was advertised so close to my upcoming wedding and four week honeymoon, and if my brain had still been in neutral I might not have taken the excellent advice I got from my postdoctoral adviser (basically, you’re an idiot if you don’t apply, but in a nicer way). I even included the blog in my CV, under “science communication experience”, and at least one of the several people who interviewed me had a look.

Of course the irony is that once I started the new job, my itch to write about science in my spare time subsided, and it is no longer suitable for inclusion on a job application! Especially since I got noticed by someone at Nature (and for those who’ve asked, no, they don’t give me any money!) and transferred all my scientific content over there. Luckily, you all seem to enjoy the silliness.

So, happy blog day to me! Thank you so much for reading, for commenting, for linking, for writing your own blogs, for being part of a conversation. I really appreciate your input and I truly feel like part of a community.

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Divided by a common language

During my six years in Canada, I have had the pleasure of sending many forms, documents and letters, not to mention lots of hard-earned cash, to the following address:
Consulate General of Canada
Immigration Regional Program Centre
3000 HSBC Center
Buffalo, New York
Notice anything strange there?

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Divided by a common language

During my six years in Canada, I have had the pleasure of sending many forms, documents and letters, not to mention lots of hard-earned cash, to the following address:

Consulate General of Canada
Immigration Regional Program Centre
3000 HSBC Center
Buffalo, New York

Notice anything strange there?

Canada officially uses British English spelling, which as a Brit I tend to notice only in juxtaposition with the US alternatives. In reality, American English is not only tolerated but crops up all over the place. I’ve seen a lot of strange mixtures of the two spelling systems – most Canadian research centres (it’s almost always a centre) have tumour programs, but the odd tumor program or even tumour programme might crop up.

The reason I’m writing about this now is that I’m in the middle of finali(s/z)ing a big grant application. We’re submitting it to a US government agency, who are funding fewer grants each year and are becoming less and less likely to send money out of the country. My department has a large British contingent and has always used British spelling. However I’ve managed to persuade them to use US spelling this time around.

My time in industry taught me that when your customers are largely American, using British spelling is detrimental. I think this is because Americans are generally much less accustomed to reading British spelling than Brits and Canadians are used to reading American English. Words like tumour, realise, centre, colour and especially programme tend to leap out of the page at them and remind them that this is a foreign company that’s trying to get their money. My last employers switched to US spelling in all their materials based on this kind of customer feedback.

The same goes for grants. The last thing we want to do is constantly remind our reviewers that this research will not be taking place in the USA. Of course they will already know this, but when every paragraph keeps reminding them that this is not an American application, it must affect their opinion of the grant in some way. Using American spelling won’t give us an advantage, but using British spelling would be a definite disadvantage.

Any thoughts? I’ve cross-posted this at my other blog to see whether the comments of my predominantly US-based Blogspot readers are any different to those of the more international crowd at Nature Network, which also contains several editors and other professional writers…

If you’re fascinated by sharks (and who isn’t!) you might want to check out this post too.

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Great White Shock

Holy shit, this photo’s real?!

A few people had sent it to me, but I thought it was a PhotoShop job.

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We can has boxercise?

I can has a YouTube account!

Here are Google and Saba in the cute box moment described in my last post. Wonderful camera work, no?

And for added entertainment value, here is footage of me beating my rock star brother-in-law at Guitar Hero on Christmas Day. Camera work by Mr E Man.

I’m not really into computer games at all, but this one was fun! I might even be tempted to buy a second-hand system at some point.

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Random bullets of lazy posting

  • I have discovered a new diet. It is called the Don’t Bring Any Food To Work, Forget Your Wallet, And Don’t Have Time To Find Someone Who Can Lend You Any Lunch Money Diet. 100% success guaranteed. May cause stomach to growl audibly while talking to your boss. Send me $29.99 and I’ll tell you how it works!
  • As with my last big grant deadline, I have made up a new word this week. Unformation – unhelpful information.
  • A mother-in-law who is a keen gardener but says “your garden looks so colourful!” instead of “my goodness, what a lot of dandelions!” is a wonderful thing.
  • It is best to check the wedding video your friend kindly made for you for inappropriate comments about kilts and wedding nights before watching it for the first time with your mother-in-law. (In retrospect we shouldn’t have allowed said friend to interview our other guests after they’d been at the open bar for a couple of hours).
  • A mother-in-law who doesn’t comment on the above is an even more wonderful thing.
  • There is nothing cuter than two cats playing together in a box that is too small for them, alternating between play fighting and cleaning each other’s ears.
  • Young nephews will tend to agree with the above sentiment.
  • Cats will tend to run away from said nephews.

The weekend was fun, but a little chaotic! Big deadline this week! Proper posts soon…

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