First Post (27FEB2005)
Most Recent Post
ramblings of an information troubleshooter
all of life's a stage
finally stopped hitting the snooze
button around 14:30. took a few
minutes to update my mix playlist on
my mp3 player before heading in to
the office to check if i needed to
do anything before tomorrow morning.
luckily, i didn't (yeehah!). both
malcolm and qajaq were in, so i
chatted with them before heading to
northmart for a grocery run.
saffron sure is pricey !
later, greg called to see if i was
interested in another round of ball
hockey. i was. however, he wasn't
able to twist any other arms, so we
decided to go out on a hike towards
the park. the lovely sun that had
been out all day disappeared just as
we got underway, but we soldiered on.
we hung out at the pavilion to check
out the view of the bay and as we
turned back, we ran into alison and
bella (and mary and callum) who
convinced us to stick around for a
heading up the the ridge across from
the pavilion, we scouted out possible
locations for a stage setting in case
we manage to get organized enough to
put on a play this summer. by holding
it outdoors, i wouldn't have to worry
about the lighting stuff and could
make a return appearance as a cast
member. heck, i might even be
persuaded to make my directorial
alison offered to give us a lift back
to town and on the way, enticed us
further with an offer of soup. so, we
went back to their place and had a
lovely meal of pumpkin soup, fresh
bread, chocolate-dipped strawberries
and gingerbread cookies. yum!
we also got a chance to chat with john
about the challenges and potential of
nunavut, including the positive and
negative consequences of an increased
mining presence. he remained
optimistic that any difficulties would
merely be growing pains and that
eventually everything will work out
for the best.
closed off the evening by watching an
episode of 'quantum leap' from season
2 ('catch a falling star'), featuring
the stunning janine turner and the sly
john callum in supporting roles as the
mischievous leads in a production of
the musical 'man of la mancha'. this
was the year before they reunited as
cast members of one of my favourite
shows, 'northern exposure'.
taking pleasure in the little things
spent most of the day clearing up
odds and ends. stayed a few hours
later just to get closer to wrapping
up the conference report so i can get
my reimbursement cheque for expenses.
got home to crack open my comics
shipment which arrived today *joy*.
dived into the 2d issue of 'oddly
normal' first, but it suffered in
comparison with the manic exhuberance
of 'death jr.'. i think he was aiming
for the harry potter going to magic
school effect, but i think a few more
in-jokes were needed to make it work.
or maybe the jokes that were there
just went over my head ? not having
an idiot-box means i'm always playing
catch-up to some pop culture.
also played a few more rounds of
'poker kings texas hold'em' and
turned over my first royal flush.
i was almost as giddy as if i had
won real money :)
do you think that's air you're breathing ?
so much for virtual poker being good
practice for reality. i got my butt
well-kicked tonite. todd, patrick,
spencer, becky and i faced off and i
ended up going out 2d. all of the
tricks that worked against an A.I.
didn't faze real human opponents at
all and i didn't have the patience to
wait for premium hands or to bet them
properly once i did get them.
ah well, i'm still ahead overall on my
poker evenings. i'm just glad that i
didn't manage to get to a casino down
south, because if i played there like i
played tonite, i wouldn't have been
pleased with the results.
i'm thinking of titling my next mix,
'snow in f**king june' to commemorate
weather this week.
today, it got warm enough a few times
that the snow became rain, so that
made me a bit happier.
so, even tho i lost at poker
yesterday, i'm doing well on my
budget, so i felt ok to spend some
money today. first, i covered the
investment side by transferring
some money from my chequing account
to my trading account. i was left
with a toss-up between
the first is a gold play in nunavut
which hasn't made it to the mine
stage yet. i already have some in
my rrsp as a hedge against a general
downturn in the economy (and hence
in the overall stock market), but i
was tempted to buy some for my
trading account as well since it is
bouncing around its 52-week low.
however, i chose to place an order
for the 2d because since it is a
penny stock, a few cents change can
mean a big percentage profit. i've
made money on its bounces before,
so i figured i'd see if history
would repeat itself. the trade is
for a fixed price and i left it
open for a couple of weeks.
i also went and spent some dough
at amazon to use up a gift
certificate that i had been given
to compensate me for the loss /
misplacement of a few of my items.
stuff i ordered:
went up to the high school to play
soccer at 7, but found only john who
i had misdirected there. i had
forgotten that for the next 2 weeks,
we would be playing up at the joamie
school gym. the nets were half the
size, but the action was much faster.
how, you ask ?
first, rebounds off of the walls were
a much bigger factor. second, the gym
was half the size of the high school
gym, meaning the ball went from wall to
wall much quicker. also, while the
goalie could pick up the ball in the
crease, all players were allowed to play
thru, meaning that the goalie couldn't
just haul the ball into the crease to
kook, nattuk, andrea, robert, john and
i played against joseph, scotty, steven,
guy in white jersey (GIWJ) and girl.
GIWJ scored within the first 2 seconds
when the ball rebounded off of the back
wall from the initial kick, right to his
feet, and he put it past my shoulder.
one goal went between my legs as i was
crossing in front - i managed to tag it
but not enough. one goal was given up
when i dropped the ball trying to do a
fancy behind the back basketball pass.
another goal was given up when i ran
out to challenge and the ball was
passed to an open man in front of the
net. the other 2 were fairly decent
goals, either catching the corner or
hitting the far side of the net.
robert scored 2 for our side, so
without my 4 screwups, we might have
had a tie game.
ah well, karma has a funny way of
balancing things. after a shower, i
rushed to the legion to catch the
show put on by andrew and chris in the
quiet lounge. i rushed because i knew
that the kitchen closed between 8 and 9.
when i got there, i found out that the
kitchen closes at 8:30, but they were
still putting away the buffet fixings.
when i asked, the attendant said that
they were closed, but when he saw me
drooling, he relented and even offered
me a discount.
i piled my plate with as many wings,
egg rolls and fish balls as could be
fit. carrying this to the quiet
lounge, i joined rose, cyndi, lisa,
BB, liz, jim, morgan and joe.
morgan and jim were making side bets
about whether i could finish off the
stack, but they learned that no one
should ever bet against my appetite.
when all that was left on the plate
were clean-picked chicken bones, i
had polished off 4 fish ball, 8 egg
rolls and 18 wings (plain and honey
oh, and the musical accompaniment to
my performance was fine. a mix of
jimi hendrix, neil young, pink floyd,
rolling stones, weezer and sublime.
after the 2d set, i wandered over to
the other side where i ran into
malcolm, chris, olivia, david and
willy. we decided to head over to
the pool room where 2 tables were
wide open, ripe for our takeover.
my first game was against malcolm.
he demonstrated a keen sense of
position, clearing 5 balls off of
the break before giving me a chance.
when we were down to the black, he
tapped it in, only to watch in
horror as the cue ball went down a
joe was next to challenge me. this
time i had the upper hand and was up
4 balls when i managed to scratch the
cue ball when trying to position the
black for a finishing touch. ouch.
game 3 was a rematch with joe. only
2 balls were left on the table when he
sunk the black. we were shaking hands
when we noticed out of the corners of
our eyes ... the cue ball rolling
towards us ... *plunk* ... and
suddenly there were no balls left on
the table :)
my next challenger was
(up.pa.ka). he wanted to play for
$5 in addition to the table, but i
had seen him play before. to put
it simply, he cleaned the table on
on the first rematch, my rack was so
poor that i not only scratched on the
break, but also only broke one ball
out of the pit.
waited for me to mess up my shots and
break out a few balls for him to play.
he was onto the black when i managed
to hook him by freezing one of my balls
between the cue and the black while
another ball blocked off the near bank.
he went for the long bank and an unlucky
bounce put the cue onto a 3d ball that
i had strategically not sunk for just
such an eventuality ;)
when he challenged me again, he went
on another tear, but this time i
managed to keep up. when i miffed my
corner shot on the black, i was
hanging up my cue for the night when
i heard an exclamation. i turned
around to see no balls on the table.
he had hit the cue so hard that it
had followed the black into the corner!
this is probably the first time that
i've ever kept a table i've won at
the legion - i'm so proud of myself :)
on the final re-match, i was within 1
ball when he put the black away and i
hailed him as master of the table for
the evening as i was headed for home.
so, 4-3 for the night at pool, with
5 matches (and all 4 of my wins)
decided by scratches. soccer was a
disastrous 2-6. however, the
tie-breaker for the day was a huge,
greasy meal at the legion for a measly
10 bucks. final score for today: 2-1,
making it a winsome day indeed.
** if all you see here is 's2Xv', you
will need to
the ProSyl font to see the
no planning required
phoned up a fellow librarian in one
of the communities in nunavut to
clarify an email that i sent to him.
he's originally from new brunswick
and he mentioned that he's glad for
the change of pace from his 'wild'
post-grad student dayze. there is
something to be said for the chance
to get away from the rat-race.
after work, i got roped into supper
at the nav with joe, morgan, jean,
linda, michelle and michael. we each
ordered a dish, plus spring rolls as
appetizers and i was a wee worried
that we would be taking mounds of
food home at the end of the night.
however, between jean and i, we
ensured that all we carried home
were full bellies.
got home to take a post-prandial
(and sleep-catchup) nap before
deciding to burn a copy of my
latest mix to try out without
headphones at the office tomorrow
while filing looseleaf updates.
worked on the mix cover and the
new working title is "june +
iqaluit = snowfall ?" there's
another birthday party on saturday
that i will crash, so i'll bring
along a copy as a present.
hurray, the weekend is here !
soccer tonite was a definite
improvement over wednesday. i
finally figured out that the
robert who scored 2 goals last
game was the same guy who was a
star in net in previous games.
during the warmup, he gave every
indication that he was going to
play net this time, but once the
whistle blew, he motioned me in.
i hadn't bothered putting on gloves
or elbow pads, tho, so i was forced
to move about rather gingerly. it
must have worked because i didn't
let anything past me in the first
the front combo of nattuk and robert
scored multiple times, with 2 assists
and finishes apiece. the other team
scored once right near the end,
denying me a miraculous shutout.
oh and nattuk says he scored one
goal last game, making me feel even
guiltier about the mistakes i had
made. tonite, however, both kook and
robert were very defence-conscious
and i didn't cough up the ball. even
a few poor throw-outs didn't come
back to haunt me. john filled out
the team roster as we had no subs.
after biking back down the hill and
taking a quick shower, i hailed a
taxi to drop me off at the quickstop
so i could pick up some fixings before
swinging by malcolm's for an impromptu
bbq. a huge crowd was there,
including chris, sara, mike, curtis,
suzanne, fletcher, rachel, michelle,
olivia, malcolm, john, willy and dan.
malcolm used the bbq so much that
olivia had to make a run for another
propane tank to finish cooking the
rest of the food.
after a dessert of ice cream
drenched in raspberry sauce, olivia
took it upon herself to call for a
taxi to take us to the legion. the
first car-load of us managed to get
in without any problems, but by the
time the 2d car-load arrived, the
place had reached near-capacity and
the members-only rule was being
enfored. half of our crowd decided
to head up to the storehouse. me,
malcolm, sara and dan stuck around
for another round in the quiet
lounge. i called in an early nite
as i expect a busy day tomorrow.
will rancid chicken do me in ?
greg called in between my snaps at
the snooze button to invite me out
for a hike. i passed as i had made
a haircut appointment to shave down
my emergent afro. as well, i had
already lined up a hike with robert
and odile for later in the
instead of taking the turnoff to
the park and going directly to the
pavilion, we continued along the
west 40 to the next turnoff and then
hiked along the shore back. i had
brought my old film camera along and
was going to take a shot of an old
dump site juxtaposed with the awesome
view of the bay, but realized that i
hadn't actually put film in the
camera since coming back from china
over 19 months ago. we came upon a
nice rock-enclosed nook with lots of
spongy moss. i made the mistake of
flopping backwards onto the moss;
while it was as soft as i had
expected, it was also soaking wet :(
when we got to the spot down the hill
from the pavilion, we stopped to
have an impromptu picnic of chips,
peanuts and a cookie. odile noticed
a field mouse and wondered whether
she could catch it. i told her that
if she caught it, i would eat it.
thus inspired, she jumped into action,
hoisting a rock aloft to take aim.
robert got his throwing arm ready
as well, but the field mouse,
noticing that i wasn't armed, wisely
raced towards me and escape.
back home, i tossed around the idea
of going to subway for supper, but
decided that the stinky uncooked
chicken in my fridge needed to be
addressed. i know about the dangers
of salmonella, but wasn't sure
whether i should be worried about
the chicken meat actually going bad.
after removing the most odiferous
pieces, i proceeded to fry the rest
and plop them into a curry melange
to mask any ewwy flavours.
the evening was spent at rachel and
fletcher's, where they held a birthday
party for morgan and willy. morgan
was awol for a bit until fletch walked
over to joe's to fetch him. rachel
served us a delicious carrot cake with
raisins and walnuts. she also pulled
out the betty crocker cookbook which
suggested that 2 days was the maximum
amount of time that chicken should be
allowed to stay in the fridge before
consumption. that seemed a bit
extreme, especially given that
mass refrigeration has only been
around for what, 50 years ? i thought
that one of the major reasons that
europeans traded with the far east was
for spices to mask the taste of rancid
meat. anyway, in the future, i'll
cook the chicken sooner ...
after morgan and co. left for the legion,
and willy and malcolm arrived after
closing their radio show, we got into an
interesting discussion about whether
the private morality of politicians
should have any bearing on their public
reputation. i guess my take is that i
don't care about someone's private life
unless it affects the trust that i have
about whether or not they can do a good
job. i'm voting for the person to stand
up for policies that i support, not for
their successes or failings in their own
i volunteered to drive chris and willy
home as their designated driver. however,
this ended up being a bit more than what
i had bargained for as fidel had crapped
in the vehicle earlier. with windows
cranked open, we made it down the hill to
chris' new apartment and then i walked
the rest of the way home. i watched the
sunrise at 2 in the morning while kids
were still out playing basketball and
soccer and biking around.
First Post (27FEB2005)
Most Recent Post