lance_sibley: (Part Geek All Man)
I got home from Montreal about 40 or so minutes ago. Came in, quickly checked to see whether there was a new Desperate Housewives tonight that I was missing (there wasn't - my memory says that in past seasons, though, they'd run a new episode opposite the Super Bowl so I thought I better make sure), unpacked my backpack, popped over to the subway to buy my February Metropass (the machines were both sold out, meaning I had to go to the bank machine so that I'd have enough cash on me for my Viva pass tomorrow), and came back home.

Today wasn't terribly productive. There was a division heads meeting this morning which technically, I didn't need to attend as Events falls within the Programming And Events division, and that's Terry's job. However, I stopped by the room anyway just in case - and it was empty. Turns out that everyone had decided to go down to the hotel restaurant for breakfast. So I went down to the concourse level to check out the rest of the function space, then found an outlet and sat down with my laptop to catch up a bit on TrekBBS.

Cliff and [livejournal.com profile] dlacey showed up and asked if I wanted to come along for lunch. It was going to be a working lunch as [livejournal.com profile] dlacey was meeting with [livejournal.com profile] foms to discuss Con Suite stuff, but I needed to eat, and I had been invited, after all, so I went. We went to a rather busy dim sum place near the Palais des congrès. The food was tasty, but don't ask me what I ate - I can rarely identify anything at dim sum. I know that some of it had shrimp, and there was rice, and there were peanut dumplings.

After lunch, we went back to Cliff's car and started the trip home. Again, I dozed off a few times, but I don't think it was ever for more than a minute or two. So I may end up going to bed earlier than usual tonight.

I'm still not sure if I'm going to make the trip down to Boston. I probably should, but whether or not I can afford it, I don't know...

Made it...

Jan. 31st, 2009 03:07 am
lance_sibley: (cephaloPod)
I got into Montreal about half an hour ago. It took a while for Cliff to find the Delta Centre-Ville to drop me off (he and [livejournal.com profile] dlacey are staying elsewhere), but once we got here, checking in was fairly painless. I came up to my room, hooked up my laptop (a wired connection? WTF?), checked my email, wrote a quick message to Eric - we'd been hoping to chat tonight, but he went to bed around 11:30 as he has to work tomorrow (BSG will have to wait until Tuesday, now) - and I'll be heading to bed in a few minutes myself.

Of course, I have no idea what time my meeting tomorrow actually starts. I have all kinds of emails asking people to post whether or not they'd be attending, but nothing about an agenda or schedule. With my luck it probably starts at 8 or something ludicrous like that... good thing I dozed in the back of the car for about two hours or so. (I don't know what it is about long car trips, but I have trouble staying awake. I don't have the same issue on buses, and only seldom do I fall asleep on plane trips.)
lance_sibley: (sleepy)
I just got in the door a few minutes ago, and I am exhausted. And starving. I'm going to make myself some soup (I'm not feeling ambitious enough for pasta and I didn't take the time to stop at Metro for something microwaveable, so soup will have to do) and go to bed.

*yawn*

Edited to add: I was just unpacking my suitcase while waiting for water to boil, and discovered a card from the TSA indicating that they'd opened and inspected my suitcase. What is it with me and travelling, anyway? I think this is the fourth time in the last two years that I've either been singled out for extra checking at the airport or had my luggage opened...
lance_sibley: (sexy northerner)
I just cleared customs at Niagara Falls. (And no, for my Toronto friends, I didn't see Keith. :) )

It's amazing how, just in two and a half days, I'd forgotten how cold it was here. I miss the South already, even though it was near-freezing in the evenings there too. :( (Though the temperature's not the only reason...)

I should be home in about two hours. I'm looking forward to getting some food - they're renovating Buffalo airport and the only place to get food was a little sandwich kiosk. And I didn't have time for food in Atlanta because my connection was so tight that I was the last person to board the plane, and they'd apparently been paging me...
lance_sibley: (Intense)
As soon as I get connected to the wi-fi in Charlotte airport, they announce the boarding call for my connecting flight... not that I'm surprised. We left Buffalo about half an hour late and so I had to practically run from gate B7 to D4. I made it despite the best efforts of the guy on my Buffalo-Charlotte leg who thought that I should "show some class" by letting him get off first despite my having a connection that was already supposed to have started boarding...
lance_sibley: (wake me up)
I'm sitting on the bus, waiting to get on the road. It should be any second now - the driver just closed the door and he's adjusting his seat.

Even a venti from Starbucks isn't enough this morning - and I left the bottle of Coke I bought last night in the fridge at home despite leaving the box of granola bars out next to my backpack to serve as a reminder. :( (I know that sounds strange, but I figured that by seeing that I still had to pack one of my snacks in my backpack, I'd remember to get the Coke as well.) I may end up sleeping most of the way to Buffalo - that's what I get for waiting until last night to pack and not getting to bed until 2:15 this morning. It took four alarms to get me up - the PDA and three alarms on my cellphone. But I managed to get out of bed before the clock started beeping at me. Good thing, too, since I got to the bus terminal only about 15 minutes early.

And we're off! Man, it's hard to focus on typing when the bus is moving. Or maybe that's just the venti from Starbucks that's making the laptop look like it's shaking...
lance_sibley: (Schedule - by whitetomb)
I just walked in the door from a weekend in Montreal at Con*Cept. It was a weekend full of Anticipation-related meetings and tours, some Gaylaxicon discussion with Montreal folks (and at least two attempts to have some discussion with Montreal folks which failed because I could never find them), and a few panels. (I now have a fuller appreciation of the comments people sometimes make about how hard it is to get a word in edgewise when one is on a panel with Dr. David Stephenson - throw David Brin into the mix, and it was nearly impossible. Fortunately I'm persistent. :) )

Naming everyone I spent time with this weekend would take far too long, but suffice to say that I had a great time, and it was nice to see some folks whom I don't get to see nearly often enough, including [livejournal.com profile] noeltheone, [livejournal.com profile] con_girl, [livejournal.com profile] foms and [livejournal.com profile] northbard. I also got to spend some time with Liana K., who is taking on the job of running the Aurora Awards at Anticipation, so I'll be spending more time with her over the next few months (and making all the straight guys jealous, no doubt). And, of course, there were several people whom I see regularly in Toronto, but it's nice to be able to actually socialize with them without one of us having to look at the time every five minutes and say, "Oops, I have to be elsewhere now."

It was also nice to have a couple of (albeit brief) phone conversations with Eric over the course of the weekend. :)

I think this was my last convention for 2008. I say "I think" because I need to double-check the schedule of Anticipation meetings, but I think the next one might be in February, in Boston.

It might be nice to get caught up on laundry and housework for a change. :)
lance_sibley: (fabulous)
The final day at Gaylaxicon was filled mostly with saying goodbye to friends for another year (or, for those who attend Worldcon or Dragon*Con, another 10 or 11 months), and collecting some email addresses to stay in touch. I did make it to the combined bitch panel/Closing Ceremonies, where I was asked to say something about the 2010 con. Since we don't have our dates or hotel chosen yet, I couldn't say much, but people seemed to be excited about the prospect of coming to Montreal. Especially when Chris B. reminded me to tell people about Montreal's five gay strip clubs. ;)

I took the Metro to the airport with Lee (that's Denver Lee, not [livejournal.com profile] defenestr8or), as our flights were leaving within a minute of each other. Got there around 4, and was checked in and through security in about half an hour. As I hadn't eaten yet, I decided to grab some food and found a place where I could get a turkey sandwich (it being Thanksgiving, after all). I called Eric around 5:15 while I was waiting to board my plane (I'd said I would call when I got home, but I couldn't wait :) ), but he was still at work. He called me back just as I was getting into my seat on the plane and we talked for about half an hour, until I had to turn my cellphone off for takeoff.

We landed around 7:15 (the trip took less time than my daily one-way commute, even when there isn't a bus strike - which ended on the weekend, BTW), and I was through Customs and had my suitcase by 7:35. The bus was arriving just as I got to the stop, so the trip home from the airport was relatively fast. I got home at 9 and called Eric back. It was around 1 when he finally said, "Have you eaten yet?" I hadn't since the turkey sandwich at the airport in Washington, so we said good night and I walked over to the Dominion (I know it's called Metro now, but it's been Dominion all my life) and picked up a couple of microwave dinners and a few things for later this week, as I had absolutely nothing in the fridge or the freezer except some frozen vegetables, one can of juice and some very stale bread, which would not have made a very good dinner. Came back home, ate, and went to bed around 2:30.

So now I'm back at work, and have no idea where I left off on Thursday. (Well, that's an exaggeration - since I'm writing a manual it's fairly obvious where I left off, but I have to remember how to use the portion of the content management system that I was documenting.) I got some good feedback from my boss on the stuff I had done so far, which is nice. I have to remember to leave in time to get home before the polls close tonight, too. Not that my vote will make much difference - my riding is about as safe as it gets for the Liberals, and very little will change at the national level. But I still think it's important, because if everyone said, "Oh, I don't need to vote, my MP always wins by a huge margin," then bad things could happen. And we don't want that.
lance_sibley: (sleepy)
I just got in the door about 15 minutes ago. The flight boarded at 10:55, and we were in the air fairly quickly. (I hadn't noticed her when I made my last post, but Magie - whom Toronto Whedonverse fans probably all know - was on my flight, so we hung out for a bit.) Customs at Pearson was also really fast - I think we were the only flight that had arrived in quite a while. I caught a bus outside the airport at 1:35, zipped along Bloor to Yonge, and up Yonge to Eglinton. Surprisingly, there were a lot of people out tonight - I had to stand on the Yonge bus.

Why is it that whenever I travel these days, there are ridiculous delays? This is the second or third time this year I've gotten home at 3 in the morning. And I never book an extra day off work, so tomorrow ought to be fun. Not.

*falls over*
*iz ded*
lance_sibley: (Part Geek All Man)
I'm posting this from the airport in Atlanta. My flight was originally scheduled to depart at 8:50, was delayed to 9:28, and has now been delayed again until 10:48 - which means that it may arrive in Toronto after the aiport curfew. Though considering that I landed around 1:30 in the morning on an earlier trip this year (coming back from Boskone, I think?), that shouldn't be a problem. I hope.

Anyhow, I had a great time this weekend. I'll try to post more a more detailed summary later (I have less than an hour's battery life left - this battery doesn't seem to last very long, and that's something I'll need to check into when I get home), but I got to spend time with a lot of folks whom I only see once or twice a year. Which is the whole point of coming here every year, no?

I know I'll leave some people out, but I got to hang out a fair bit with [livejournal.com profile] evil_admiral, his bf Ken and his roommate (or ex-roommate - I'm not quite clear on that) Eric, saw [livejournal.com profile] ashoemaker and [livejournal.com profile] cplpunishment, [livejournal.com profile] rasiler, [livejournal.com profile] terri_osborne and [livejournal.com profile] kradical, [livejournal.com profile] omahastar, [livejournal.com profile] cartierobert, and some folks from back home, including [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark, [livejournal.com profile] whitesangria, [livejournal.com profile] kairi_kiss, [livejournal.com profile] kaelsu2, [livejournal.com profile] assetic and [livejournal.com profile] briankit, [livejournal.com profile] neoengel, and [livejournal.com profile] psubrat (who isn't really "from back home", but she's a Polaris person so she counts for that purpose :) ), as well as a bunch of LJ-less people (as far as I know, anyway). I shared a room a few blocks from the main hotels with Chris and Lee Knight, who were fantastic to room with. Every night, as well as this afternoon when I came back to collect my stuff to come to the airport, Lee greeted me with "What were you doing out so late, young man?" *grin* Plus, they were very good at not waking me in the mornings - since I don't think I ever got back to the room before 3 in the morning, that's a good thing. (And since they were both still up whenever I got back, I'm not sure how they got up so early...)

And believe it or not, despite being out so late, I never overdid it once. I had a few drinks at the Outworlders party last night, but was fairly sober (if tired) when I left.

Autograph-wise, I didn't get too many - just Dominic Keating, Robert Englund, Robert Picardo and Walter Koenig. Since Keating, Picardo and Koenig have all been past guests at TT, I'm not sure how I managed not to get them before (I was probably too busy). Picardo was wearing his t-shirt from the Toronto Symphony Orchestra's "Music Of Star Trek" event when I went to his table, and when he discovered that I was from Toronto (I mentioned that I was one of the Polaris people who bumped into him at Starbucks a few months ago), he made a point of showing me that that was what he was wearing. :) Robert Englund was pleased to learn that I was a fan of his work on "V" - the photo I chose was from that show. He said that he hadn't used it for years, but decided to take it down from the wall in his home and have reprints made for Dragon*Con. (I don't know if "V: The Next Generation" ever got made - I've seen the book, but I've never heard of the miniseries or film - whichever it is - actually being finished or aired. I want to see it, though.)

I'd wanted to get Avery Brooks' autograph, but he'd already left the con when I went by his table Sunday afternoon. :( I did get to see him on stage with Michael Dorn, however. I was surprised at how many one-word answers he gave to questions, and that he actually tried to avoid the topic when he was asked for his feelings about Barack Obama running for President. Perhaps he's toned down his intensity when asked about political topics.

Dominic Keating was asked about the rumour that Malcolm Reed was supposed to be gay, and he responded, "Wasn't he? I played him gay!" But then he refused to talk any further about the subject, citing the fact that there were children present. He then proceeded to drop about 8 f-bombs and six "shits" into his talk. I pointed this out when I got his autograph, and he said, "I said 'fuck'? No. You're imagining things!" and then grinned at me.

I also saw Gareth David-Lloyd at his table. I happened to be wearing my Polaris concom t-shirt that day, so I went over and said hi. He shook my hand and then winked at me (which he was doing all throughout Polaris this year... *sigh*)

I also picked up a few books, including the Doctor Who short story anthology that [livejournal.com profile] kradical edited that [livejournal.com profile] terri_osborne is in, called "The Quality Of Leadership" (at least, I think that's the title... it's packed in my checked luggage). I'm looking forward to reading it. There were also a couple of free books, including one by Sherilyn Kenyon. I've never read her stuff, and I don't even know that I'd like it, but free books? Hello!

Funnily enough, I also got a few questions about next year's Worldcon, since I was wearing the badge I was given at this year's that identified me as the Events Director for Anticipation. I was supposed to put out flyers, but when I last checked my email, I hadn't been sent the PDF to print. :( I did hand out some business cards, however, and managed to recruit a few potential volunteers.

I'll post more when I get home about panels and such. Suffice it to say that I had a really good time this weekend and am already looking forward to next year, when I get to see my Atlanta-and-area friends again. (I'll see some of them at Gaylaxicon in October, of course, but not all of them, alas...)
lance_sibley: (Part Geek All Man)
I'm back from Boston, and it was okay, though I didn't get to see as much of the con as I would have liked. I only made it to two panels ([livejournal.com profile] autopope was on one of them, but I never actually got a chance to say hello, not that he would have known me from Adam), but I did a fair bit of Anticipation-related business, meeting our head of Tech and the guys who are going to be running the Hugos. I also had brunch with [livejournal.com profile] thespian on Sunday. I was unable to meet up with [livejournal.com profile] qvamp, however, as we kept playing phone tag. :(

Actually, one of the panels was kind of amusing, on the unexpected uses of technology (that was the one [livejournal.com profile] autopope was on). The immediate suggestion from the panelists was that everything ends up being used in pornography, whether it was intended to or not. I'm not sure if that was the most amusing part, or that Karl Schroeder - who was raised a Mennonite - was the moderator (and the one who first proposed the porn connection). Though I think it's safe to say that Karl no longer follows the tenets of the religion. (I've never actually discussed the topic with him, but at the very least, the idea of a Mennonite SF author is a bit of a contradiction, I should think.)

The trip itself was much more eventful than the con, however. On the way there, the Toronto-Montreal leg was fine. However, I had been told when I checked in that I would have to retrieve my luggage in Montreal and go through US Customs there. So I got off the plane and followed everyone to the luggage carousel, where I waited for 45 minutes (until 15 minutes before my Boston flight was supposed to board) before I heard an announcement - something about US connections, which I couldn't quite make out. So I went to find a security guard and asked him what the announcement had been. He said, "If you're connecting to a US-bound flight, you have to pick up your luggage in the departure area."

WTF? So I raced up there, grabbed my suitcase, took it to where it needed to be, found Customs, went through, and raced the length of the terminal to my gate... only to find that not only had they not yet started boarding, they were delayed because they were combining two Boston-bound flights into one. *headdesk*

The trip back was nearly as much fun. I arrived at the airport at 6 or so (having discovered that they had lied to me upon arrival, and that there actually was a subway station practically right across the street from the hotel... I suspect that the information booth people at Logan are getting kickbacks from the taxi drivers to tell people that they can't get to the hotel from the airport by subway). When I went to check in, they told me that my flight had been cancelled due to poor weather in Montreal. However, they were able to find me a direct flight to Toronto leaving at 9:20 (my original flight was for 8:35). Since I had an extra hour or so, I decided not to bother going through security just yet.

When I did go to security, I was informed that I had been selected for secondary screening (for the second time in two years, the first time being my return from Gallifrey two years ago). So they went through all of my carry-on luggage and patted me down. Fun. NOT.

However, the security people seemed to have a good sense of humour about the whole thing. When they told me I had to stand about 15 feet away from them and that they would let me know if they had any questions, I said, "I can't really see from over here, though, so if you ask me about something I might not know what you're referring to." The woman at the X-ray machine said, "I can confirm, his glasses are in his backpack." Then she asked, "What's the vinyl?" (I was carrying a record album I'd picked up for Murray which contains the Guest of Honour speeches for the 1971 Worldcon.) When I explained, it turned out that the guard who had been going through my luggage was a fan. So I gave her one of my Anticipation business cards (I didn't have any Polaris cards to give her, unfortunately).

After all that, my flight was delayed until 10:40 - apparently there was bad weather in Calgary preventing the plane from getting to Toronto before it continued on to Boston. So I landed at Pearson at 1:15 this morning.

I managed to clear Customs pretty quickly again and met another SF fan - this time it was the guy who was collecting the Customs declaration cards at the exit from the luggage pickup area. He was also curious about the record, and when I told him what it was, he said, "Wow, I've always wanted to go to one of those." Actually, the woman to whom I had to show my passport was also kind of curious...

Funny, I remember years ago, going to Shore Leave with friends, they were paranoid about admitting that they were SF fans and would insist on telling Customs officers that they were going to a "literary conference". OTOH, I keep meeting fellow geeks on my travels. :)

Anyhow... the bus from the airport arrived at Kipling station just after the last train left, so I got to take the all-night bus along Bloor and up Yonge to get home. It was about 2:30 when I got to my apartment, and I slept until 1:45 this afternoon (good thing it was a holiday :) ).

I guess my next planned trip isn't until August, when I go to Denver. I wonder if I'll get pulled aside and searched then as well...
lance_sibley: (Coffee Addict - by xnickstax)
Catching up after a weekend away...

Con*Cept was a lot of fun. I know that there was a lot going on behind the scenes that I wasn't fully aware of, as there is with any con (though probably moreso with this one, given the extremely small size of the concom), but from what I could see, things went relatively well and there were lots of people there whom I don't recall seeing at past Con*Cepts, which is a good thing.

I understand that [livejournal.com profile] assetic and [livejournal.com profile] gurudata won Best In Show at the Masquerade for their Doctor/Rose/Dalek body swap - congratulations! (Though there isn't enough brain soap in the world to scrub the image of [livejournal.com profile] gurudata with Dalek bumps out of my memory. :P )

Declan picked me up around 12:30 and we made our way out to the east end to pick up [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark. The trip out was uneventful, and upon arriving, we met up with [livejournal.com profile] gurudata, [livejournal.com profile] kanecool, [livejournal.com profile] troystar and Chris, and some other folks (I know there were a couple of others, but my memory is failing me) to grab a quick bite at the Faubourg, which is a mall on Ste. Catherine Street. We went to the SAQ (liquor store) afterwards to try to pick up the ingredients for Tequila Mockingbirds - a drink that we created when I turned to Declan after a TT meeting one day and said, "Hey, something's bothering me, and you've worked as a bartender - how come there's no drink called a Tequila Mockingbird?" Well, there is now. However, they didn't have any Tequila Rose at that SAQ, so we had to put off the great experiment until Saturday, and we were actually in bed at a decent hour Friday night. (For "decent," read "two in the morning.")

Saturday I had a noon panel, so I got up and made my way up the street to find a Tim Horton's so that I could have some solid food in my stomach to take my antibiotics (this was a recurring theme during the weekend) and then got back to the hotel just before my panel was to start. My first panel was called "Fanzines Vs. Blogs" - and while I'm not a huge fanzine person, I think I know a thing or two about blogging. ;)

I was on a total of four panels during the weekend, all of them on Saturday; in addition to the fanzines-vs.-blogs panel, I was on "Star Trek 40th Anniversary", "Clash Of The Titans" (about whether "literary" and "genre" are natural enemies) and "Sex And The Believable Alien".

That last panel was on opposite the beginning of the dance (with DJs [livejournal.com profile] troystar and [livejournal.com profile] gurudata), so I had to miss the first hour, but I made my way there after the panel ended. I was talking to Chris when [livejournal.com profile] troystar put on a PSB song, so of course, I had to dance. ;) I ended up staying out on the dance floor for most of the evening until it ended around 2 or so. [livejournal.com profile] foms wandered in as it was ending and remarked that it was the first time in a long time that the dance was still going after he had shut down his room party.

Following the dance, I returned to our room, followed shortly thereafter by [livejournal.com profile] iangurudata and his entourage. Declan had been able to find some Tequila Rose at some point on Saturday, so we were able to try our inaugural Tequila Mockingbirds. I know I shouldn't have been drinking because of the antibiotics, but [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark (whose mother is a nurse) assured me that one wouldn't kill me. And may I say... they're brilliant. The recipe is simplicity itself: equal amounts of Tequila Rose and Southern Comfort. (Well, it had to be something Southern; "To Kill A Mockingbird" takes place in the American South, after all.)

Mind you, while one drink didn't kill me, having to stop at one meant that the evening wasn't nearly as much fun as it could have been. Don't get me wrong - I don't have to drink to have a good time - but when you're the only one in the room not drinking, and everyone else is doing so to excess, conversations and events that would make perfect sense if you were able to join in seem shallow, pointless, and not nearly as funny as they seem when you've had a few.

Though that didn't stop me from becoming the butt of one of Declan's jokes. He was keeping track of everyone I'd flirted with and writing their names on my discarded styrofoam cup. I'm pretty sure I wasn't that flirty, though hilarity did ensue at one point when our new friend Brian was in the bathroom and yelled something like "Blow me!" through the door. (That wasn't exactly it, but that was the sentiment.) So I stood outside the door until he came out, at which point I said, "Was that a request?" He grabbed me by the shirt and pulled me into the bathroom and slammed the door shut for a few seconds, long enough for everyone to realize what had just happened. (However, it was all a joke - he was straight, though he did grab my ass while hugging me goodnight when he left.)

Sunday was relaxing despite [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark's particular approach to waking me up. (She's discovered that singing Good Morning from Singin' In The Rain to me at high volume when I've only gotten five hours of sleep provides a humourous response involving a particular finger.) I went to [livejournal.com profile] gurudata's panel on the remastered TOS; I haven't seen any of it because I don't get any CW channels on my cable system. I was impressed with the changes to "The Naked Time," but I think that the matte painting of the mining facility in the teaser of "The Devil In The Dark" was already a classic and didn't need to be replaced with a CGI background.

Declan and [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark had decided to stay over Sunday night as well, but since I had a class tonight I decided that I didn't want to stay. [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark was able to ascertain for me that [livejournal.com profile] gurudata and [livejournal.com profile] kanecool had space for a passenger, so they drove me home. For some reason I was having trouble staying awake - I blame the extremely smooth ride that the Andrewmobile provides. I probably dozed off about ten times for five minutes each time.

When I got home, there were three days' worth of newspapers piled up and so I decided to stay up and read them, and so I didn't actually get to bed until 5. I got up around 1:30 today, which meant that I didn't have time to do much before leaving for tonight's class.

Speaking of which, tonight was the first class in the Internet Scripting Languages course. The instructor arrived 15 minutes late and then couldn't get the projector to work, but eventually he got things started. I didn't really learn much that I didn't already know, since tonight was taken up with a discussion of HTML. About the only thing discussed that I had never worked with before was frames. The instructor said up front that nobody uses frames any more, or (perhaps more accurately) that nobody should use frames, but the cirriculum requires him to teach them. Argh. And as a result of the late start, he kicked us all out before we'd had time to finish the exercises, so when I got home (after watching Doctor Who), I completed them and uploaded the pages to my webspace for now (to make sure that I had done them correctly). One of the exercises involved style sheets, but he didn't get that far in the lecture (and it's an area that I'm not comfortable with yet, so I need to read the text - and yes, the text for this one was mandatory, and $160 - ouch - before I can do that part of the exercise).

And no, I'm not giving you a link to the pages that I created. Frames are ugly.

Oh, and I officially hate the CBC - on most normal channels, when I set my VCR to start recording at one minute to the hour and stop at three minutes after the hour, I get the entire show. I got too much of the end of Royal Canadian Air Farce and missed the last few minutes of tonight's Doctor Who episode. *headdesk* Fortunately I didn't miss any of the climax - just a bit of the denouement. I see that the running mentions of Torchwood are well under way.

Anyhow, I have about 300 friendslist entries to read now... I may not make it to TrekBBS for a few more days.

*yawn*

Sep. 6th, 2006 01:04 am
lance_sibley: (bats in my belfry)
I got home around 9 tonight, as my plane out of Atlanta was delayed by bad weather in the southeastern US preventing the plane from landing. Alas, this means I missed the season premiere of House, as they've moved it to 8pm this year. I hadn't realized that they had changed it. Space has completely changed around their schedule, too - I'm not sure whether "The Hilarious House Of Frightenstein" is really something that should be on at midnight, though I guess it's more appropriate for the nostalgia than for the educational portions of the program. (I'd forgotten how funny Vincent Price could be, too.)

The late boarding and subsequent arrival made for a very long day - since I had to check out of my hotel at noon, I was at the airport by 1:30 despite stopping at Starbucks and actually sitting to have a Cafe Americano, which is basically watered-down espresso. (They were out of the bold blend, and offered me the Americano gratis - and who am I to turn down free coffee?).

I actually unpacked everything tonight, which is something I don't normally bother to do right away when I get home from a con. It's a good thing, too - I had to go out and buy shampoo, as I'd managed to forget a two-thirds-full bottle in my hotel room. And Pantene 2-in-1 for coloured hair isn't cheap. :(

For the first time in a long time, I was wishing that the flight had been longer, though. The in-flight TV and movie system was one that was individual for each passenger - and I started out by watching the Doctor Who S2 episode "New Earth". I was about half an hour into X3 when they shut the system off for landing. :(

Oh, one funny thing about the flight home - I was wandering around the terminal when I ran into the same group of people who had been on my flight down. I said to the guy I had chatted with on Thursday, "Don't tell me we're on the same flight again!" and he struck up a conversation with me. It seems that they're dealers who sell reproductions of media costumes. I asked him if he'd considered getting a table at TT, and he said, "I think someone gave me a card in the dealers' room. Some guy with blond hair and glasses." It's good to know that Stephen Christian is on the ball even when working at another con. ;) (By interesting coincidence, these guys are actually from Newfoundland, which is where Stephen is originally from, IIRC - though they didn't have the accent.)

Sleepy now. I haven't read my friendslist since Thursday or Friday night, I think - I don't know if I'm going to try to get caught up or just go to bed. I'm leaning toward going to bed, though I might read a little bit. TrekBBS and the TTMB can wait until tomorrow (ye gods, I haven't logged onto the TTMB since before Worldcon).

I only had one phone message when I got home - from a new headhunter. I couldn't make out part of the message, but was able to decipher the phone number and extension, and left the guy a message to let him know that I had just gotten home from an out-of-town trip and will call tomorrow. The headhunter who's trying to get me into ADP emailed me today as well to ask how I enjoyed the weekend, and to ask if I'd heard from ADP yet. I responded that I hadn't, but I had told his boss (the one who called me in the Mickey Rooney line) that I wasn't getting home until tonight, anyway, so it's possible that they're holding off on contacting me until tomorrow. If I don't hear anything by mid-afternoon, I figure I'll call just to see what's going on.

And completely out of left field... has anyone else seen this new Mini-Wheats commercial on TV with the jingle that goes "Mini Wheats, wheats, wheats" to a catchy tune? Is it just me, or is the voice being done by Rob Paulsen, who did Yakko Warner's and Pinky's voices on Animaniacs?
lance_sibley: (Facepalm - by prettygood)
I've been following some online discussion of the foiled terrorist plot in the UK, and how British Airways is now banning any liquid (save baby formula, breast milk, both of which must be tasted by the adult passenger in front of security, and prescription medication) from being brought on board their planes.

Sure, it's all in the name of making us safer, but there's a point where it just gets ridiculous. I put up with having to take my shoes off because my orthotics set off the metal detectors. I check anything that could remotely be considered weaponlike, such as the keys to my apartment. But damn it, if I want to stop at the Starbucks in the terminal for a coffee and I don't finish it by the time my plane boards, isn't it a little ludicrous to expect me to toss it?

Naturally, this all comes down less than two weeks before I'm flying to L.A. *sigh*

Why don't they just get out of the airline business altogether and build a bunch of boats instead? Or better yet, someone should really get cracking on inventing a working transporter. So much easier.

Though [livejournal.com profile] camwyn said it best, here.

And then there's the Samuel L. Jackson take on it.

(I have a feeling that these kinds of jokes aren't going away any time soon. Someone on SMOFS made a bad pun about terrorists trying to smuggle explosive root beer floats and malteds onto a flight, referring to it as "shakes on a plane". *groan* Of course, I wish that I'd been home this afternoon to be able to come up with that one myself.)

In other news, I got my hair cut today. Such an exciting life I lead. The guy who cuts my hair sounded like he was embarrassed that I've bumped into him at Woody's a few times. So he was drunk. Big deal. So was I. It's not like he tried to pick me up or anything.

Edited to add: tagged by [livejournal.com profile] redeem147:

1. Grab the nearest book.
2. Open the book to page 123.
3. Find the fifth sentence.
4. Post the text of the next 3 sentences on your LJ along with these instructions.
5. Don’t you dare dig for that "cool" or "intellectual" book in your closet! I know you were thinking about it! Just pick up whatever is closest.
6. Tag five people.

Well, the four nearest books are the user manuals for my cellphone and printer (neither of which has 123 pages), a French-English dictionary, and a German-English dictionary. So excuse me while I stretch.

"'Maybe this is the season of candy.'
'Well, we could sure use a couple of worms with sweet tooths along about now,' Lizard said.
'Uh -- I'm not so sure they're not already here,' I replied very slowly."

-- from A Day For Damnation: Volume II of The War Against The Chtorr, by David Gerrold.

Tagging [livejournal.com profile] indydark, [livejournal.com profile] hico, [livejournal.com profile] johi36, [livejournal.com profile] mountebank and [livejournal.com profile] vampire_sedet.
lance_sibley: (coming - by Raelala)
Wow, there were a lot of posts to get through today. Over 500 since I last logged on. Of course, it was probably largely due to both [livejournal.com profile] lizblackdog and [livejournal.com profile] omahastar participating in Blogathon. Entertaining as it was, why did it have to be while I was away? :P

Okay, so here's what happened this weekend...

Thursday, July 27 )

Friday, July 28 )

Sunday, July 30 )

Monday, July 31 )

So, that was the weekend.

Today, I got up around noon and called a headhunter who had left a message on my machine while I was gone - not the same one I'd been dealing with previously. This is for a position at Honda - they're looking for someone with experience in COBOL, CICS, various mainframe utilities, MQ Series and J2EE. Good luck finding someone with all of those. I told the headhunter that while I don't have J2EE, I do own a textbook that I bought about a year ago just for kicks so that I could learn it. She found that amusing.

Apart from that, today has been filled with reading all of the weekend's emails (365 of them in total) and reading everything you folks had been up to all weekend. That, and staying inside for the most part, though I did have to go to the drug store for toothpaste, soap and anti-perspirant. Somehow I managed to run out of all three at the same time. According to what I've been reading, today's humidex hit 48C (118F) - no wonder I felt like a drowned rat the second I stepped outside. I may pop over to Dominion and pick up some ice cream. Fortunately I have plenty of Lactaid to go with it. Hm, the more I think about it, the better that idea sounds.

Oh, and some memeage, gakked from [livejournal.com profile] yellow_freshia:

My Gay Fairy Name is Star Dancer. How Gay.What's Yours?

Apparently my special fairy skills are:

  • Drinking dew drops

  • Dancing in the mushroom patch.

  • Over the rainbow tourguide


Uh-huh. Could have been worse - [livejournal.com profile] yellow_freshia's fairy name is "Lance the Gay Fairy".
lance_sibley: (I'm Not Scared)
My bus ticket is purchased, leaving Toronto at 12:30pm tomorrow and arriving in Ann Arbor at 7:05pm. Apparently the return portion is good for a year, but I only packed enough clothes to last until Monday (and I have to pay my rent on Tuesday anyway).

US cash has been procured.

My suitcase and backpack are packed, except for the toiletries I will need in the morning. I've even packed extra batteries for the Discman (yes, I know, I'm hopelessly out of date) so that I can listen to music on the bus.

Is it wrong for me to be nervous about this trip? I mean, I'm sure it will go swimmingly. But that doesn't help.

In other news, I joined [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark, [livejournal.com profile] chanilye, [livejournal.com profile] scapersuse and [livejournal.com profile] garuto at the Granite this evening for dinner with David, an Australian friend of [livejournal.com profile] aprilsnark's. It was quite an enjoyable evening. Note to self: do not try to pick a kiwi-filled chocolate out of the box with only my fingernails. I'm not that dextrous.

Now, I just hope I manage to get to sleep at a decent hour so that I can make it to the bus terminal in plenty of time.

Edited to add: all you people who are talking about Lance Bass coming out of the closet, could you please use his last name? I'm getting confused seeing posts about "Lance came out of the closet!!!" Dang it, I came out 20 years ago... :P

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