Propter Doc is awesome

Last night was really, really fun. I hadn’t done the blogger meetup thing before, but it wasn’t weird at all – well, maybe for a minute or so. (The beer helped). Of course we already knew some of each others’ stories so it wasn’t like meeting a complete stranger or anything. We found we had a lot in common, and ended up chatting and laughing for about 4 hours. Unfortunately for anyone reading, most of what we talked about is unbloggable – sorry! Have to protect anonymity and all that.

At the end of the night the weather was so foul, I was actually disappointed that my bike hadn’t been stolen. I rode home in a freezing downpour. Uphill. With the wind against me. In my jeans. Not smart. I almost pulled over and changed into my lycra leggings by the side of the road – but I wasn’t quite that drunk. Luckily there were several other drunk cyclists to talk to for most of the way home. One of them had a fixed gear bike and fell off twice within 3 blocks (1 stumble and 1 endo). He just jumped straight back on though. His friend was very very chatty (high, I think), and another guy was shouting a cheerful “­­hola!” to all and sundry. By the time I got home I looked like I’d cycled through a lake.

Totally worth it!

It would be really really fun to get a bigger group together some time. I can’t leave the country until I get my permanent resident card back in my new name, so it will have to wait for a few months at the very least. But we should definitely do it!

Anyone visiting Canada soon?

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The BBC strikes again

Here’s an excerpt from one of yesterday’s football match reports:

Stand-in skipper Cristiano Ronaldo was in brilliant form, shooting home from a corner before striking a sensational free-kick that moved through the air.

Erm, OK. I admit that a free-kick that didn’t move through the air would be somewhat less than sensational, but I wonder if they chose the most appropriate words to describe this wonder goal. I tried to find the goal on Youtube, but it’s already been taken down due to copyright issues. I’m guessing that what they meant to say is that the kick had a wicked swerve on it.

Here’s a gratuitous illustration of Beckham bending it instead.

Ah, a very talented (ex) Man Utd player who I actually like. Unlike Ronaldo, the smug git.

Anyway.

I’m meeting Propter Doc for beers later today. How cool is that?!

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Green dress photos

As promised in an earlier thread, here’s a photo from my wedding last August.

I told you I like green!

Living in Glasgow for 3 years gave me a true appreciation of men in kilts. There’s nothing sexier than a man with nice legs in a kilt, Scotland rugby shirt, hiking boots and rolled down woolly white socks. (This look was vetoed for the actual wedding). On my last weekend in Scotland, my lab took me to see Scotland play New Zealand at Murrayfield, and the place was full of my perfect men. I almost ripped up my ticket to Vancouver that day.

Mr E Man was born in Canada to one English and one Scottish parent, and within an hour of accepting his proposal I’d already asked him if he would wear a kilt. This isn’t actually his family tartan – it’s not available for rent in Vancouver, the Halifax rental place was all out that week, and it would have cost too much to buy one or to rent from Scotland. But the colours are the same.

The photos were taken by my friend’s boyfriend, Trevor Jansen. (Don’t worry, we paid him). One of Mr E Man’s sisters made the cake, and one of his brothers, who’s a roofer by day and a rock star by night, brought his excellent band (we paid them too). It truly was a family affair!

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Sugar high

The PI of one of my recent grant submissions just brought me some thankyou presents from Paris.

  • A L’Occitane scented candle
  • Some all-natural, no-fat, fruit juice gummi bears
  • Some Lindt chocolate carrots

Sweet! I’ve always responded better to the carrot than to the stick.

His was my favourite grant to work on. No, really. It was. Even before the bribes.

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The ghosts of St Patrick’s Days past

1997. I’m an undergrad in Newcastle. The lunchtime pints of green Caffrey’s. The late arrival at a small group seminar in a darkened room. The realisation that the only chairs left are stacked up at the back of the room. The knocking over of said stack of chairs by my drunken friend. The giggling. The staring. The sudden improvement in our street cred.

1999. I’m doing my PhD in Glasgow. The realisation that it’s much harder to get away with a hangover when doing lab work rather than attending lectures. The group decision to make an exception to the weeknight drunkenness ban. The massive party. The epic hangover shared by all students in all labs in the department. The rolling of many PIs’ eyes at this dreadful behaviour. The shaking of my friend’s hands as he tried to pipette into teeny tiny PCR tubes. The dropping of my CAT assay thin layer chromatography plates into the tank of solvent. The CAT assay that, instead of looking like this,

looked like a frog. The legendary response of my supervisor, who’d had a few hangovers in his day: “Well, that’s not much use to me. Maybe you could submit it to the Tate”.

2003. I’m a recent immigrant to Canada. The confusion at the different manner of celebrating St Patrick’s over here. The “family-friendly” parade downtown (WTF? St Patrick’s is not supposed to be family friendly). The bar. The arrival of the kilted Scottish bagpipe band. The realisation that when in Rome…

2008. It’s Monday. It’s not fair. I’m too old for such bad behaviour these days. I did celebrate a Patrick’s 40th birthday on Friday, and I’ll have a glass of Jameson’s Irish Whiskey tonight. That’ll have to do. I’m only half Irish after all.

Happy St Patrick’s Day!
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Predictable limerick competition results

Well, all the entries were great, but as soon as Cuttlefish entered, the result was a foregone conclusion, wasn’t it?! He’s a seasoned and talented pro at this game, and the use of the adjectives “hot” and “gorgeous” didn’t do him any harm either.

So congratulations to the rhyming cephalopod! You win some Nature Network goodies (if you’re prepared to email me your mailing address – in complete confidence of course) and a $40 contribution to the (secular) charity of your choice. Let me know by comment or email!

Seeing as the winner was a no-brainer, I decided to award a second prize. EcoGeoFemme, you win some NN swag and a $20 donation to the secular charity of your choice.

Congratulations both, and thanks to everyone who played!

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Mutating Morphologies and Moth Memories

I got back from a short ski trip on Thursday to find the usual log jam in my Outlook inbox, mostly caused by journal tables of contents. I try to keep up with the literature in my current and two past fields, so you can imagine the mass of bold font facing me upon my return. A large pile of papers relating to my actual job awaits my attention tomorrow, but first, here’s some short, sweet and fun science from last week’s journals.

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Am I a walking stereotype?

I came across an interesting site recently. It’s called “Stuff White People Like” and, well, it’s a list of things that white people are supposed to all be into.

There are several different ways to approach such a list, many of them resulting in indignant offense. I think, though, that the blog is meant to be approached as observational comedy, and with that in mind it’s very entertaining (and sometimes cringeworthy) reading.

One thing I noticed is that the site is written from a very specific angle – that of a white North American male. The list is therefore an interesting mix of racial, cultural and gender-based stereotypes. But is it accurate? I am the daughter of the Whitest Man in EnglandTM, so let’s give it a shot and see how many of the items on the list I can relate to.

I’ve colour coded the list – green for yes, red for no, blue for partial credit, and black when I got confused.

Coffee

Coffee makes me way too jittery. I drink the occasional decaf, but I’m really more of a tea drinker.

Religions their parents don’t belong to

Atheism is not a religion, so I’m claiming a no.

Film Festivals

I’ve been to the occasional festival screening, but not for years and I’m much more likely to watch a DVD than go to the cinema anyway.

Assists

Alien concept in European sports, in which assists are not tracked unless you play in some kind of fantasy league. Which I don’t. I do like hockey, but don’t care about stats. Just results. (Not too many of those in Vancouver at the moment).

Farmers’ Markets

Love the idea, don’t go as often as I would like, which is something I plan to change this summer.

Organic Food

Ditto.

Diversity

Yes. Homogeneity is boring, and I should know! I went to a school of about 1500 students, of whom around 1496 were white.

Barack Obama

Yes we can.

Making you feel bad about not going outside

Lots of Vancouverites are very outdoorsy and will make you feel like shite if you didn’t spend the weekend fending off bears and cougars. I am outdoorsy-lite. I do like skiing, kayaking and camping, but I enjoy lots of other things too and besides, I’m too lazy to get out there very often. So I will never ever rip on someone who’d rather stay in the city at the weekend.

Wes Anderson movies

Yup. Just watched the Darjeeling Limited. Not as good as the others, but I still enjoyed it!

Asian girls
I think this might be one for the boys.

Non-profit organisations

Work for one, volunteer for a couple more!

Tea

Ooh yes please. Don’t forget to warm the pot and put the milk in the cup before the tea. My home and office tea stashes are the stuff of legend and I have my own kettle on my desk at work. I am English after all.

Having black friends

I love having friends, period. I’ve never had the opportunity to have black friends (in real life anyway, I have no idea about the ethnicity of most of my blog buddies), having lived in predominantly white and / or Asian areas my whole life. But my friends do reflect the ethnic make-ups of the places I’ve lived in. I guess this is a partial…?!

Yoga

Loved it when I did it, haven’t done it for years. Planning to start again.

Gifted children

Don’t know really, I don’t have kids and don’t plan to have any, so I don’t really have an opinion on gifted children programmes, having never encountered one in the UK.

Hating their parents

I have some issues with my parents (doesn’t everyone?), but nothing major and I certainly don’t hate them.

Awareness

I’m more into direct fundraising and research than awareness.

Travelling

I like going abroad, but I’m not a hard-core traveller. I’ve done my fair share of backpacking around Europe and North America, and I have a long list of wish-list destinations, but you’re more likely to find me hanging out in Prague or Madrid than seeking enlightenment in Tibet.

Being an expert in YOUR culture

Not unless YOU are British or Canadian, which doesn’t seem to be the point of this entry!

Writers’ workshops

I’ve never done one, but it does actually sound like something I’d enjoy.

Having two last names

Nope. I changed my name when I got married and never even considered hyphenating. (Dunn is a very difficult name to hyphenate anyway – it sounds dodgy whether you put it first or last).

Microbreweries

Yesh, what’sh yer point? *hic*

Wine

Ditto, but I’m not too snobby about it. I’m still a student at heart, I’ll drink anything if it’s free…


David Sedaris

Yep, he’s represented in my book case.

Manhattan (now Brooklyn too!)

Fun for a few days, but NYC scares the bejebus out of me and I always come back completely exhausted.

Marathons

Dear god no. Running was considered a punishment for misbehaviour at my school, and I’ve never seen a reason to change that mindset. I only run if chasing (e.g. a football) or being chased (e.g. someone who wants to tickle my feet).

Not having a TV

Yeah right. I LOVE my TV. I would never have made it through my PhD without Friends and the Simpsons.

80s night

I went to many an 80s night in University. Hopefully the photos have been destroyed.

Wrigley Field
Huh? (Another one for the white American male).

Snowboarding

Skis all the way, baby. I tried snowboarding once and couldn’t even stand up. It’s not natural to not be able to move your feet independently of each other.

Vegan/vegetarianism

I like it in principle, just not enough to, y’know, actually do it or anything. I have cut down on my red meat intake and started to cook more meat-free meals though.

Marijuana
Um, no officer, never ever ever. (OK, maybe once or twice a year. Fun while kayaking).

Architecture

I know what I like, but I don’t really know the first thing about it.

The Daily Show / Colbert Report

I wasn’t too keen on the Colbert Report when it first started, but now it’s actually my favourite of the two. There’s hope for America yet 😉


Breakfast Places

Ooh yeah. My favourites being the Cuban place near our old apartment and the Caribbean place near our house. A regular feature of our weekends.

Renovations

It’s coming… at the moment we’re just constantly patching up the raccoon-inflicted damage to our roof.

Arrested Development

…was indeed awesome. Sadly missed.

Netflix

Who what? This is something to do with movie downloads, right?

Apple Products

I don’t own a single one. I went for a Sony MP3 player just to be different (it’s crap, but Mr E Man likes his higher-end Sony), and I almost, but not quite, went for the Mac instead of the PC last year. So this No is really a Not Yet, Maybe When This One Dies.

Indie Music
Of the British variety, yes. I’m a wee bit out of date these days though.

Sushi

It’s a Sunday night fixture at our place! Japanese tourists apparently rave about the quality and price of Vancouver’s sushi. Yum.

Plays

Meh, I can take them or leave them. I usually go if invited, but I never instigate a trip to the theatre (the one exception was when I won some tickets to the Reduced Shakespeare Company, which was fun). I prefer opera actually, if I can say that without sounding too, well, white or anything!

Public Radio

No, unless you count BBC radio when I’m in the UK, but the context is very different to that of public radio in the US.

Asian Fusion Food

Probably. I’m not sure if I’ve ever had it, but I do like most Asian food.

The Sunday New York Times

Our local paper runs the Sunday New York Times crossword on Saturdays, which we do religiously, but that’s the only part of it I’ve ever read.

Arts Degrees

BSc Genetics, University of Newcastle upon Tyne, 1998.
The site says, “But what about the white people who study Science, Engineering or Business? Unless they become doctors, they essentially lose white person status (and can only be regained by working at a non-profit)”.
So that’s OK then.

Whole Foods and Grocery Co-ops

Only when I’m not being lazy and going to Safeway, or virtuous and going to farmers’ markets.

Vintage

Not so much any more, although there is a genuine 1960s top lurking at the back of my closet. I bought it for a themed band concert in high school and couldn’t bear to throw it away.

Irony

Yup.
Best definition ever: Mr E Man was hanging out with some drunk British girls in Mexico (before he met me I hasten to add) and they accused all North Americans of not understanding irony.
Mr E Man: “Gee, you’re right, I’ve never really understood the concept. Please could you explain it to me?”
Drunk Brit: “Well, it’s sarcasm”
MEM: “No, it’s not the same thing”
DB: “Yes it is”
MEM: “No, they’re different”
DB: “Well what’s the difference?”
MEM: “Sarcasm was me pretending not to know what irony is. Irony is you actually not knowing what irony is”.

Living by the water

Sounds great, doesn’t it? Why is this A White Thing?

Sarah Silverman

She’s pretty damn funny all right.

Dogs

Who’s a good boy? I will have a dog one day. When I’m working from home or something. In the mean time, the adoption of a cat has been successfully negotiated and the search will begin after Easter. Photos will be posted when available.

Kitchen gadgets

Come to momma. Populating the registry was my favourite part of the whole wedding planning thing (I didn’t get to sample caterers’ goods, Mr E Man did that part).

Apologies

I’m English. And I live in Canada. Apologising is a way of life.

Lawyers

WTF? No. Unless they happen to be my brother-in-law and work for the UN.

Juno

Haven’t seen it yet.


Japan

Erm, I like sushi… Actually I would quite like to visit rural Japan, but it’s not all that high on my list. Maybe I can get sent to a conference or something.

Natural Medicine

No, I’m a scientist. Besides, whoever developed Ibuprofen made those days bearable. Before that I was incapacitated, curled up on the sofa with a hot water bottle and moaning softly, for at least 2 days each month. Big Pharma is OK by me.

Toyota Prius

They are soooo cool. A lot of Vancouver taxis are switching to hybrids, and all the drivers I’ve talked to just love them. Mr E Man’s car is only 6 years old and still running well, but when it’s been run into the ground we’re definitely going to get a hybrid, or whatever greener technology is best at that time.

Bicycles

Extensively documented on this blog!

Knowing what’s best for poor people
Erm, a social welfare system? Is this another one with an American bias?

Expensive sandwiches

Yes, that would be my first choice on the days when I don’t bring my own lunch.

Recycling

And composting too, for extra points no doubt.

Co-ed sports

I really, really suck at team sports. Drunken football or cricket on the beach is the only post-school exception to my self-imposed ban.

Divorce

Yikes, let’s hope not!

Standing still at concerts

Not totally still. I sway a bit. But only if the band’s good.

Michel Gondry
Who? (Seriously. No idea).

Mos Def
The only people to emerge from the Hitchhiker movie with any credit were Douglas Adams and Stephen Fry.

Difficult breakups

Oh yeah, I just loved those months of crying in the toilets at work and feeling like my personality had been removed and replaced with that of a complete stranger. Awesome.

Being the only white person around

It’s certainly a rare and interesting experience for a girl from York!

Study abroad

I actually made a conscious decision not to move away from the UK, where an undergraduate degree takes 3 years and a PhD no more than 4. There’s a whole other post in there somewhere.

Gentrification
It would be really really nice if this happened in our neighbourhood!

Oscar parties
I don’t even watch the ceremony.

Threatening to move to Canada
I have no idea what colour this one should be – I mean, I did move to Canada, but not for the reasons implied by this entry. I just really really liked Vancouver.

Bottles of water
I do indeed have two Sigg metal bottles – one for work and one for the gym.

Musical comedy
When it’s good, it’s very very good!

Multilingual children
Again, no plans to have kids. But if I did they would definitely be bilingual. You can’t get above a certain level in some careers here if you don’t speak both official languages – e.g. the civil service, the military etc. Plus it opens up careers with the European Union, which requires at least 2 different languages in all employees. I’d be daft not to teach my kids French. Besides, both my parents are French teachers and they’d kill me if their grandchildren turned out unilingual.

Modern furniture
I’m a fan, Mr E Man is not. He’s a carpenter and has very high standards – it took us forever to find an acceptable dining table. Other rooms are full of donated Ikea furniture. The house will probably be a mish-mash for many years to come.

The idea of soccer
I don’t like the idea of soccer, I just love football (as I will always insist on calling it). I grew up watching it and will always be a fan. I think this is another North American idiosyncrasy.

Graduate school
Been there, done that, got the thesis. Not an arts degree though.

Hating corporations
Nope. Most of my wardrobe comes from the Gap, and I don’t even have any serious beefs with Microsoft or Starbucks.

Bad memories of high school
I’ve got ’em. Do I like them? I guess it is a bonding opportunity when conversing with other geeks!

T-shirts
There’s nothing I like more than freshly laundered dark denim jeans and a nice well-fitted long sleeved t-shirt.

The Wire
Not my cup of tea.

Shorts
Only for cycling in in summer.

Outdoor performance clothes
C’mon, this is Vancouver. It’s practically compulsory to wear fleece and Gore-tex in the pub.

So how did I do?

43 Yes, 24 No, 13 Partial and 7 Don’t Know / Not Applicable.

I would say that my nationality, education, gender and class influenced my answers more than my race. I really don’t see why t-shirts and sushi are supposed to be “White Things”. Maybe even the definition of a racial stereotype is different in different cultures? Would a white North American female see this list differently? How about a straight black male Canadian? Or a gay Asian-American man?

Anyway, the list makes me laugh and I’ll continue to read it. Wearing a t-shirt. With a cup of tea in hand, Gomez playing in the background, and maybe even some sushi.

Sorry.

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Photo as promised

Sun Peaks certainly lived up to its name while we were there!

That’s hubby (or, as he shall be known from now on, Mr E Man – see what I did there?) on the far left, with his sister, and me on the far right, with her husband. The two wee boys are our nephews, who put everyone to shame (and terrified their mother) by going down double black diamond moguls with no fear, and the other guy is a friend who may or may not be able to provide me with video footage once he’s found the right cable and done some editing.

I did not do the double black diamond moguls, but I did do my first ever black diamond – a short and relatively easy groomed run with 3 inches of good fresh snow on it. I didn’t do it very well, gracefully or quickly, but I did it. Now I never have to do one again. If people start bugging me, I shall simply reply that of course I can do black diamond runs, I just choose not to. Then I can go zipping down some lovely cruisy bluesies.

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Gone Skiing

Woo hoo!

Back next week

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