lance_sibley: (too busy to fcuk - by xokadieox)
I feel like I've spent all weekend sitting in front of the computer. I managed to get through 14 of the 21 outstanding items on my Anticipation "to do" list, and several of the items currently outstanding are dependent upon the answer to an email I sent this afternoon. (I think there may be one item that isn't.) I also got some Polaris stuff done, and tested the CUFF ballot website (there's a slight snag there, and I've asked [livejournal.com profile] dx4 to give my code a look as everything looks like it should work correctly), and sent out a couple of emails pertaining to Gaylaxicon. Overall, I've sent out 71 85 emails since yesterday afternoon, and processed roughly 120 that came in. I have a few Polaris things I want to attend to before going to bed. (Yes, I'm already thinking about bed. Having to get up at 6 in the morning does that to a person.)

The only thing I didn't get done this weekend was going for a haircut - I called the salon that my stylist moved to a couple of months ago, but apparently they're closed on Sundays. And Mondays. Since I'll be in Montreal next Saturday, and have the Polaris programming scheduling meeting the following Saturday, it's going to be another three weeks before I have a chance to get it done. (I thought about calling to see if [livejournal.com profile] ghostleegirl was working today, but decided instead to attack my overdue To Do lists. It is getting rather desperate, though.)

The last few days before the weekend were kind of tiring as well - but starting a new job is always a bit overwhelming for me (and probably for most people) until I get used to a new routine. I met so many new people on Thursday and Friday that I'm thinking it will take me months to remember any of their names (aside from [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy, whom I already knew, of course). I'm already quite busy there, though - no time to get used to things!

I've been saving up a few things to share, that I've seen in various places around the web.

First, I'm surprised that nobody has picked up the story that Gillian Anderson is being approached to be on Doctor Who. The producers apparently want her to appear as the Rani. That will be cool, if it comes to fruition.

Second, I forget who posted this link initially (though it looks like something [livejournal.com profile] ozreison may have linked to), but someone has knitted a Guitar Hero scarf, depicting a section of the song "Hotel California". The knitter is willing to do custom orders for US$45.

Third, in the latest instance of epic fail, some fanfic writer with delusions of grandeur named Lady Sybilla, claiming that copyright should not exist because all ideas come from the collective unconscious, is taking it upon herself to write a sequel to Twilight called Russet Noon. Peter David - described by this writer as "a comic-book author and Trekkie geek who refuses to retire and is still trying to be a hero after all these years" - has started a communal response. A group of people are writing a Twilight parody, in 500-word increments, to mock this writer's efforts. The parody's title is Potato Moon, and the first three parts have been posted on Peter David's blog, here. (Alternatively, you can get all of the posts except for part 3 together here.)

And now to check my email, deal with one outstanding Polaris item, and check my email again one last time before getting ready for bed...
lance_sibley: (too busy to fcuk - by xokadieox)
I had another full weekend this weekend (but then again, when don't I?). I guess I'll start with Friday...

This is going to be mega-long, so I'll use cuts.

Score one for good planning. Which, of course, I didn't exhibit... )

Happy Birthday to kanecool... )

The meeting went reasonably well in spite of my being late... )

I got home around 6:30 or so, answered an email relating to a job I'd applied for, talked to [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy and my mother, made dinner and settled down on the couch, which is where I am now.

The conversation with my mother wasn't too painful... )

And that's been my weekend. A couple of other things that have happened this weekend:

AmazonFail... Amazon seems to have it in for books with LGBT content. )

And the most surreal thing I saw all weekend... )

So that was my weekend.
lance_sibley: (Demons Of Stupidity)
Y'know, if you're going to run an organization that has enough of a public profile to warrant a website, you should probably put some type of contact information, or a contact form, somewhere on the site. Or do you not want people contacting you?

It's nice that you want to tell us who won your award each year. But it wouldn't kill you to tell people who are trying to co-ordinate other awards ceremonies how to reach you so that you can, just maybe, get a wider profile for your award... would it?
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I made it to bowling tonight, and managed my best night in the last six weeks, though it wasn't spectacular: 154, 170, 172. Unfortunately I forgot to declare my scores for next week (when Eric and I will be making dinner together and watching the BSG finale), so I'm going to have to go to the bowling alley at some point before next Friday to bowl off unless I can get someone to fill in for me.

I had an annoying moment this afternoon - I was getting ready to leave work, and just as I came back from the bathroom to put on my coat, I heard the distinctive sound of my cellphone battery dying. (It had two bars of power this morning.) I asked Zak if I'd gotten a call before it died (as receiving a call at work seems to be the fastest way to kill the battery), and he said yes. So I picked up the message using my desk phone. It turned out that it was someone calling for the second time, who had left me a voicemail on Wednesday that I'd forgotten to pick up. Oops. (As far as I can recall, though, it didn't show up in my missed call log. Weird.) And this is something rather important related to Anticipation, and I won't be able to talk to them until Monday morning as the person calling was from a government office. *facepalm*

Oh, and I also got an email from my doctor this afternoon. It seems that my blood work came back, and my liver enzymes are elevated, so he wants me to come in and sign a requisition form to get an ultrasound.

So over the course of three months I'll have had a CT scan on my head, an ECG and an EKG on my heart, and an ultrasound on my liver... and I'm not even counting the prostate exam as that was just part of the overall examination the doctor gave me the other day, and not related to my current problem.

Is there anything not going wrong with my body? As I joked to someone tonight at bowling, I think the warranty on my body has expired. (I once started trying to write a science fiction story based on that premise, but couldn't figure out what I actually wanted the story to be about beyond that basic premise...) One of my bowling teammates made the comment, "Welcome to humanity - you're getting older." If this is what getting older entails, then you can keep it. I'll stay young and beautiful forever. *grin*
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Friday night was better than recent nights, but still not up to average: 148, 159, 180. Lots of splits in the first two games.

I got home later than usual because for the first time in recent memory, both teams had all five bowlers present. One of our opponents, a guy named William, is a big SF fan and we spent much of the evening talking about Samuel R. Delany. I'm not sure why, as the only book of his I've read is Dhalgren. (I do own a copy of Stars In My Pocket Like Grains Of Sand, but haven't read it yet. My library is almost as full of unread books as my DVD collection is full of unwatched series.)

Saturday, I had a Constellation Awards meeting up in northern Scarborough. The meeting was for noon, so I set the alarm for 10:30 and got out the door by 11. I figured that would be enough time. Ha! It took me longer to get there than it takes me to get to work - I arrived at 12:45. Fortunately the meeting hadn't really gotten underway yet.

After the meeting, [livejournal.com profile] gurudata and I looked over the map of Montreal I have and talked a little about potential Gaylaxicon 2010 hotels. Since he's an ex-Montrealer, I thought it would be a good opportunity to get some insight. There are about four or five now that I have to look up online and see if they have the kind of function space we'll need. (I still like the Delta Centre-Ville, though that may be because it's the only hotel I've ever stayed in in Montreal besides the Days Inn where Con*Cept is held.)

I got home around 6 and rushed through dinner because I was supposed to be going to [livejournal.com profile] travellingone's place to show her how to use Polaris' programming software and to start entering panel ideas with her. I didn't get there until about 8. She immediately offered me wine (I don't often drink wine, but this was a very nice dry red - I think she said it was Spanish?). Her roommate was there as well, and Return Of The Sith was on the TV. It's the one Star Wars movie I actually never saw, so while we waited for [livejournal.com profile] dx4 to return our message about our still needing our userids and passwords, we watched it for a bit and snarked about the dialogue and Anakin's overall whininess. (I can see why people were so excited about the first appearance of Vader in the suit, though - that was quite powerful, though Hayden Christiansen doesn't have the same presence, even in the suit, that David Prowse had.)

We finished up around 2 (after entering 142 panels into the database), and I left to come home. I had just missed the last subway north, but she lives within walking distance of me (even though it was about -15 out), so I got home around 2:30, finished reading the paper, and then went to bed.

[livejournal.com profile] travellingone emailed the exported panel lists to our web team, so the initial panel list should be up within a few days. Anyone who's looking at it, remember that it's not a full list - we're still open to suggestions.

Today I got up around 1 with the intention of going out to get my Metropass and VIVA pass, then coming home and doing some cleaning and some laundry. The lines at the Metropass machine (only one of them was working) were slow, though - a woman came up to me and said, "You know, you can buy it at Dominion." I said, "I know, but I'm getting on the subway immediately." I think she just wanted me to leave to make the line shorter. Once I had my Metropass, I went up to Finch and got my VIVA pass, then came back home.

It was nearly 4 when I got back (!), and I remembered that I had promised a couple of our Polaris author guests that I would sign and send back their contracts this weekend. So I sat down at my desk and started downloading and printing them, then scanned them back in and emailed them back. Even though there were only a handful of contracts to deal with, it took me three hours because my computer was being insanely slow. I need to reboot it - it's probably because something was causing a memory leak. (Eric told me off tonight because it's been at least two weeks since the last time I rebooted it. *blush*)

Eric was going to be home earlier than usual tonight, around 8, so I rushed through dinner and washing up, then called [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy as I'd promised him I would call this weekend. However, we didn't really have time to talk, but I suggested that we have dinner together after next weekend's Gaylaxicon concom meeting. I also tried calling my father, but he didn't pick up.

Regarding my father... I think I may be in trouble. For some reason, despite having a newspaper six days a week, and having a daily bridge calendar on my desk at work, I can never remember the date. I honestly thought on Friday that it was the 20th rather than the 27th (which led to my going to the wrong lane when I got to the bowling alley). His birthday was on the 21st, which means that I forgot to call. Oops. (I even made three LJ posts last Saturday...)

This may also explain why I'm surprised whenever I get handed a paycheque at work. I can never remember whether I was paid the previous week or not. (Part of that may also be because my boss never remembers to give it to me on time, and I usually don't get it until the following Tuesday...)

So after calling my father, I called Eric, and we chatted for a while. During the conversation, we both bought our Anime North memberships as well as tickets for the Moonlight Ball and the Saturday brunch. He's really excited about some of the voice actors they have coming. Me, I recognize some of the titles, but that's about it. Tomorrow I'll have to make some phone calls and get us a hotel room (I know we won't be able to get a room at the Doubletree - it's far too late for that even though the con isn't until late May).

He had to go to bed early - the reason he was early tonight is because he's been asked to go in two hours early tomorrow - so I've spent the last couple of hours going through the old Inbox and wrestling it back down from 190-some-odd emails to about 130. Dealt with some Anticipation emails and some job alerts that were in there, and responded to this year's first CUFF nominee to let her know that I got her nomination.

And now I think I might go to bed a little earlier than usual because I'm not feeling all that great. I think I'm coming down with a cold - my mucous membranes are all dry and my back and arms are aching, though the latter might be because I've mostly been sitting at one computer or the other almost the whole time I've been home today. I have a pillow behind my back (because I'm sitting on the couch, using the laptop), but it's not helping.
lance_sibley: (cephaloPod)
Wow, it's not even 12:30 and I think I've responded to all of today's emails that required responses: Polaris stuff, Anticipation stuff and Gaylaxicon stuff. I did a whole bunch of stuff for CUFF last night, so now I'm just waiting for nominations to come in.

Of course, really should start entering panel descriptions into the database for Polaris, but because I have to set up my connection first and I do want to be in bed before 1 (shock!), it will probably have to wait until the weekend. ([livejournal.com profile] travellingone and I should probably arrange to get together to work on it, anyway, so that I can show her how to use the software.)

So today, three weird things happened. I think I posted about a month or so ago that an old email pen-pal from my university days had contacted me out of the blue, and that we'd exchanged a couple of emails. (Which reminds me, I haven't yet responded to his last one...) I thought it quite the coincidence that I had been thinking about him just a few days before he emailed me. Well, today I got a message on Facebook from someone else I hadn't heard from in years, whose name crossed my mind out of the blue the other day. This one is someone I actually knew, as opposed to being an online friend - I think we met in Miss Sarre's grade 1 class at Norway Junior Public School. I do remember that we were in Cubs together, and he would occasionally come over to my house. In high school, we were in band together - we both played trumpet. I haven't seen him since university, and even then, didn't see much of him as I was studying math and he was studying kinesiology. It seems he's working down in Texas now. He always was kind of restless... it'll be fun to get caught up.

The second weird thing: a week or so ago I got a notice from my landlord that I'd apparently underpaid my rent. The people here don't just give a gentle reminder - they actually serve an eviction notice. (It gets rescinded if you give them a cheque for the oustanding amount - I went through this once before when I'd been away for less than a week over the first of the month and forgotten to drop off my cheque before leaving town, and I freaked out when I came home and found it. Nice people at this property management company...) Now, I realized the day after I dropped off my rent cheque this month that it had just gone up and that I had inadvertantly written my cheque for the old amount, so I dropped off a second cheque for the difference, which was $20.11. I'm figuring that the superintendent just hasn't checked the dropbox since the first of the month, so that's not a huge deal - I'll check my bank account to see if the cheque has gone through and if it hasn't, I'll call the office and let them know. (Though there was one time when they neglected to record my payment and I had to get the cheque back from the bank, and the management company refused to reimburse me the bank fee even though they were in the wrong. Assholes.) The really odd thing about this, though, is that there was a second amount listed on the notice - for $1.12. Yeah, they served me with an eviction notice because I'd apparently underpaid my rent by $1.12. (I'm not sure how they calculated that, unless my storage locker was $10.14 per month instead of the $10 the superintendent told me it was...)

So I wrote them a cheque for $1.12 and dropped it off on my way home tonight, because they wanted it by the 26th. Why they couldn't wait for March 1 for the additional $1.12, I have no idea... and I know, they don't particularly care. They just want their money. It's like a scene from that John Cusack movie... "I want my two dollars!" (I'd look up the movie title, but for some reason IMDb crashes my laptop... I'm thinking it's Better Off Dead? Help me, [livejournal.com profile] thespian, you're my only hope...)

The third weird thing today is that I bumped into Justen for the second time in roughly 28 hours. That doesn't sound terribly weird except that yesterday, we were nowhere near my neighbourhood (he works fairly close to where I live, but today's encounter was the first time I've bumped into him around here). In total, this is the fourth time I've bumped into him unexpectedly, and those other two times were nowhere near here either. (Once was near Union Station, once at Yonge and St. Clair, yesterday outside the Eaton Centre and tonight at the supermarket. I know I'm his Fairy Godfather, but that doesn't mean he should be able to summon me at will... *grin*)
lance_sibley: (Strike)
... but I had to call Eric as soon as I got home last night so that we could watch BSG, and this is the first chance I've had to post since. *grin*

I had an interesting (as in the Chinese curse) bus ride down to Toronto last night. I got on the bus and made my way to the back, and got out my newspaper. There were two guys who looked to be about 17 sitting in the back sharing a 40-ouncer of rye. Three people got on at the same stop as me - two guys sat directly across from me, and the girl sat down on my right. All three of them - who also looked to be about 17 - greeted the two who were already on the bus and then immediately pulled cans of Molson Canadian Cold Shots out of their coats and started chugging.

For the next hour, I was regaled by stories about the people whom these five wanted to beat up, the people they wanted to kill, the people they wanted to rob (or already had), a lengthy discussion about which liquor stores were easiest to rob, the home invasions they wanted to commit, and the bar brawls they were planning on starting last night.

Given that one of the two guys sharing the bottle of rye knocked it over and spilled about half of it, I suspect that they probably didn't manage to put their plans into action last night.

At one point, one of the rye drinkers said to the beer drinkers, "Is he with you?", meaning me. The latter were so drunk that they said yes (!!!) and then the first guy asked, "So why isn't he fuckin' conversating with us?" It was then that the person who answered realized what the question was and corrected his earlier response.

A little later, I looked up from my newspaper (having managed to read maybe two whole pages in 30 minutes) and looked out the window opposite, nowhere near making eye contact with these people. On top of that, I was wearing my sunglasses as it was clear last night and the sunset was rather bright. The girl said, "What the fuck are you lookin' at?" (I wanted to say, "Oh, I'm sorry, is that your window?" but who knows what would have happened...)

I couldn't even pull out my iPod and listen to music because they had spent part of their quality time together talking about how they had beaten up some kid for his iPod... and there was also mention of pulling knives on cops. The recent news story of the young man who was murdered for his iPod on an Ottawa bus was too fresh in my mind to allow myself to give them an opportunity to try to rob me... so I had to listen to all of this for an hour.

(Normally I think I'd have been able to handle them, considering how drunk they all were... barring the use of weapons. But when I'm sitting in a corner seat in the back of the bus, in the row with the tables, wearing my winter coat and boots, I probably would have been too slow to defend myself...)

Even as glad as I am every night to get to Finch station, I was doubly glad last night.

It's a good thing the VIVA buses have cameras at the back... all five of them should be easily identifiable if the cops need to find them.

So... my bowling scores from last night: 164, 147, 202. I was getting frustrated, putting the ball right into the pocket and leaving pins anyway. And then I developed a mental block about the 4-pin, missing it three times on the left while still managing to keep the ball on the lane. Let me tell you, that's not easy... and I only deliberately aimed to the left of the 4-pin once (when I had left the 4-7-10 and was actually trying to spare it). After the second game, I turned to Lindsey and said, "Lovely. I need 205 in the third game to make average for the night." She said, "You can do it. I've seen you." Well, 202 was close enough, I guess. *grin* Pity we lost two out of three games.

I came home and, as I said above, immediately called Eric. We caught each other up on our respective days and then watched BSG together...

Wow. Don't click if you don't want spoilers. )

I had to meet [livejournal.com profile] gurudata at 1pm this afternoon to go to an Aurora Awards meeting at Liana K's house. I managed to get out the door by about 12:15, so I decided to go up to Future Shop first. I wanted to pick up the new Franz Ferdinand album that came out this week, and while I was in there, I thought I'd see if they got any new copies of Doctor Who S4. No joy. I asked a sales clerk, thinking that he would just look on the computer system to see if any other stores had copies, but when he found one that did, he insisted on calling them. I told him I wouldn't be able to get there until tomorrow at the earliest, and he said, "They don't usually hold things past the end of the day, but I can ask." I said, "That's okay - I have to go to a meeting. I can just pop by there tomorrow," but he just kept calling extension after extension at the other store (nobody was picking up). Finally I managed to get through to him that I didn't really have the time to wait for him to reach someone - at this point it was about 12:40, and I almost put the Franz Ferdinand album back because I didn't want to wait for the single open cashier to process the four customers who were already in line. I figured I'd get the album tomorrow too. But I couldn't remember where I'd gotten it from (they moved everything in that store around a few months ago, and I hadn't gotten it in the regular music section - it was in the New Releases), so I decided I'd just buy it and if I was five minutes late, it wouldn't be the end of the world.

I managed to get to York Mills by 12:57... but still haven't found the time to listen to the album.

After our meeting, [livejournal.com profile] gurudata asked if I would be interested in dinner as [livejournal.com profile] kanecool wasn't going to be home tonight and so he was at a loose end. So we went to a Pickle Barrel somewhere in the Leslie/Steeles area (I think), where I had butternut squash soup and hoisin chicken stir-fry. It was quite good, though there was one vegetable in the stir-fry that I said to [livejournal.com profile] gurudata tasted a little like bleach. I never was able to identify what it was (the only other piece was in the very last mouthful).

Not that I actually know what bleach tastes like...

So I got home, dealt with some emails I had to send, and called Eric around 9. We wrapped up our call around 2 - he has to work a night shift tomorrow, and he's working Monday and Tuesday as well, so we won't see each other until Tuesday night at the earliest (depending on how tired he is after work).

After our call, I continued dealing with emails - I've got my Inbox down to 170 messages now. considering that it was at 180 this afternoon, that doesn't sound very good - but there were about 10 more that came in while I was talking to Eric. I still have some Anticipation emails to deal with regarding the Masquerade and Hugo Awards (my department heads are probably wondering why I haven't answered too many of their emails over the past week), and I have to follow up on an email exchange I had with someone a couple of weeks ago (this time the delay is on his end), and I have some more Polaris stuff to deal with...

I had to email Julie Czerneda about stuff for both cons, and I jokingly said, "Why do I do this to myself?" Her response: "Because you're indispensible and we love you?"

I actually take exception to the use of "indispensible" (I may have several fairly important responsibilities at the moment, but nobody is "indispensible"), but I can live with the second part of her response. *grin*

Oh, and work? I'll have to post about that tomorrow... since I have to be up in about eight hours, and I'm usually quite capable of sleeping for nine or ten hours on weekends.
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: (Strike)
Because I'm going to Montreal this weekend for Anticipation meetings (have you got your membership yet? :) ), and I couldn't get hold of Mario to ask him if Randy would fill in for me tomorrow night, I went to the bowling alley after work to bowl off. I didn't get there until just after 10, and didn't get started until about 10:35, but I was done by 11. My scores weren't the best, but I had two good games: 190, 134, 168. I was disappointed by the first game, though - I started off spare, strike, strike, spare, strike, strike, strike - and then my ball started picking up oil off the lane and I guess I wasn't doing a good enough job wiping it off, so it started hooking more and I had three consecutive open frames to finish the first game. (Hence the poor second game as well - it took me a while to find a line that would work). The third game could have been better, too - I got a nasty split in the ninth frame. Almost spared it, though - I left the 4-7-9-10, and managed to pick off the 4-7-9 with my second ball. Unfortunately, the 4 and 9 went behind the 10...

Work is going decently well. I'm almost finished my part of the modelling agency website - I added the photo gallery today, and got the section that allows users to print their headshots on a double-sided PDF working yesterday. Though I'm still convinced that I'm going to drop dead of a heart attack on the walk over from Yonge. I've been walking on the road because I can get better traction there because the snow on the sidewalk is so deep. Tonight I managed to get a lift over to Yonge Street because I was leaving at the same time as Roman and Brian, though, which was nice. The snowbank blocking the path to the railroad tracks is now about nine feet high and probably about 15 feet wide. Damned snowplow drivers.

When I got home tonight, it was nearly 12, but Eric and I still made the time to chat for nearly two hours. :) He uploaded his photos from last weekend:



Well, I'm off to bed - at least, as soon as I've thrown a couple of shirts and pairs of socks into my backpack to take to Montreal tomorrow night. I hope I can manage to fit everything in, considering that I need to put my laptop in there too (I don't want to be carrying two bags through the Aurora snow tomorrow, and there's no way I could take my suitcase with me).
lance_sibley: (boywhocantsayno)
My weekend has been less busy than I expected it to be, but I suppose that's not a bad thing...

Best laid plans, part the first. )

Best laid plans, part the second. )

Taking care of some long-needed maintenance. )

Caught tonight's episode of DH... )

I suppose I should also weigh in, like many others have done, on the news about the new Doctor... )

Well, that's it for now, I suppose... back to the grind tomorrow.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
On my way to bowling tonight, I decided to walk to the bus stop in order to retrace my steps and see if I could spot the ring I lost - no joy. :(

My scores tonight were decent, if not spectacular: 147, 182, 188. That gave me a series total exactly one pin above my average (or a few pins below if you take the decimal places into account, but the league doesn't do that). Also, we won all three games. Since we were bowling against a team with which we were tied for third in the league standings, that's a good thing. I heard one of them afterwards complaining that we had a 50-pin advantage on them in handicap - it was actually 12 pins. And our flat scores beat theirs in all three games anyway. (So there. *grin*)

It was a strange night, though - I knew that Mario was going to be away, but I'm not sure that I knew that all four of my teammates were going to be away tonight, so I was all by myself. Fortunately they left some good declared scores (Lindsey, who has a 120 average, had a 170 game in the third, and Mario had two 180+ games and a 229). And the other team were pleasant to bowl against, which helped. They were very social and included me in many of their conversations throughout the evening, and even shared their Christmas candy with me (not that I needed it...).

Mario's not being there gave me an excuse to indulge myself on the way home. Last Saturday, when I was going to various supermarkets to gather the ingredients I needed to make dinner (I still can't believe I had to go to three grocery stores to find lemon juice), I discovered that the Metro at Eglinton and Bayview still carries the Stoney Creek brand of ice cream that the Metro at Yonge and Eglinton discontinued several months ago. So after bowling, I took the bus north to Eglinton and west to Bayview rather than south to the Pape subway station, and picked up some black cherry ice cream. Mmmm. :)

This promises to be a busy weekend. I need to find some time to wrap more Christmas presents, and I have an Anticipation meeting tomorrow regarding the Aurora Awards, and a Polaris Exec meeting Sunday. And, of course, Eric and I will be continuing our quest to get me caught up on BSG. (We watched "Maelstrom" Wednesday night.) And I just realized that I was supposed to email someone regarding an Aurora-related question the other day, and it slipped my mind when I got embroiled in trying to solve a work-related problem. Oops. Fortunately the person I need to email lives on the west coast, so hopefully he'll see the email and respond tonight, or by the time I get up tomorrow.
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Since I haven't posted in a week, and it's been a bit busy, I'll put each paragraph behind a cut...

Bowling went well... )

Work is going okay, except for the 'getting there' part... )

Headaches aren't supposed to last for six days, are they? )

Christmas? )

Anticipation )

About the latest political shenanigans... )

Well, that's all for another week (or unless something really exciting happens in the next little while).
lance_sibley: (Strike)
Tonight's scores: 185, 167, 180. I didn't have my best game of the year, but overall, my series total of 532 was the highest so far. And even better, we won all three games. Going into tonight, we were fourth in the league - I meant to check how far behind the third-place team we were before I left, but forgot.

I'm tired now, but I have some stuff from earlier this week to get caught up on before I can go to bed because it's going to be a busy weekend, with an Anticipation meeting tomorrow with [livejournal.com profile] gurudata and Liana K., and two Polaris meetings on Sunday. *yawn*
lance_sibley: (Strike)
I did much better tonight, matching my best week of the season to date: 173, 201, 151. I have no idea how I got that 151 in the third game, though - I only had 65 after the first five frames, and I didn't think I finished that well. I embarrassed myself slightly in the tenth frame, though - we were down by something like seven pins, the other team was finished, and I was the anchor tonight in Mario's absence. I went up and got a strike, came back to look at the scoreboard, and was perplexed for a moment when the strike hadn't registered - and then I realized I'd bowled on the wrong lane. *facepalm* First time I've ever done that, I think. In tournament bowling it wouldn't count, but the other team let me have it.

For the first time in the ten years since I joined the league, there were no guys in drag in the Hallowe'en costume competition. In fact, there were no guys in drag there tonight at all - the closest was Florante, who came dressed as Max Minagawa, another bowler in the league (he does this schtick every year), and wore a kimono. (Florante's a strange one - every time he sees me, he says my full name. Nothing else, just my name. He says he likes the way it sounds. He also grabs my hand, strokes it, and says, "You're skin's so soft - you must not work!" He's never come on Hallowe'en dressed as me, though. It would be simple - sweatpants and a science-fiction- or convention-related t-shirt. Though I don't know how many people would get it without an explanation - the Wednesday night bowlers would get it immediately, but I've only been bowling on Fridays for a little over a year, and this group doesn't razz me about the sweats the way the Wednesday people did.)

There was one absolutely fantastic costume, though - one of the women in the league came as Wednesday Addams, and she nailed it perfectly.

I'd heard that Church Street was already closed around 6 this evening, and there were a lot of people out already at that time. I'm not going downtown to check out the costumes, though - I'm too tired, and besides, I saw plenty of costumes on the subway on my way home. Memo to the guy I saw at Davisville station: if you're going to dress as a ballerina for Hallowe'en, don't just put a pink tutu on over a pair of khakis.

And I'm hereby declaring that wings are passe. It seemed that every fifth person, and every other teenage boy, was wearing a pair of wings. I think it was three or four years ago, when I went to a Hallowe'en dance at Buddies In Bad Times Theatre with [livejournal.com profile] cuteteenboy, [livejournal.com profile] kosst_amojan and [livejournal.com profile] dx4, that I first saw people wearing wings. Enough already.

I have a meeting tomorrow afternoon, so I'm hoping to get to bed early tonight. I have to write something for Anticipation's Progress Report 3, though - it was actually due today, but I managed to get an extension until tomorrow. I saw the email a few weeks ago about the deadline, and left it in my Inbox so that I would remember, but then my Inbox got out of control and it wasn't until yesterday, when I went through every email that was still in there since the beginning of September, that I found it again. Oops.
lance_sibley: (bats in my belfry)
... but first things first.

I had intended to go to bed relatively early last night. I was tired after a busy week, and I wanted to be able to get up early today, spend a leisurely few hours with the newspaper, and then head off to the Anticipation gathering/BBQ.

So what did I do instead? I sat at the computer until 5 in the morning surfing Youtube... and then slept until almost 2. *headdesk*

Anyway, the gathering was small, but fun. Ian (the seven year old son of two of the people who were there) was fascinated by a Meccano contraption that one of the hosts had set up and the massive collection of Lego. Much talk about fandom occurred, as well as some non-fannish topics. I now have more knowledge about kilts, which is always useful. Well, maybe not... unless you're a trivia geek like me. *grin* I got home around 1:30, and should probably get to bed soon because I have another gathering/BBQ to attend tomorrow.

But before I go... thanks to a comment made by [livejournal.com profile] terri_osborne, I was motivated to Google myself. (Jeez, that sounds dirty.) In amongst the references to Polaris, Torcon, Keycon, Anticipation, Conadian, L.A.Con IV, theatre and various North American Bridge Championships, I came across a couple of short videos that I was in a few years ago, and hadn't known were online.

First, "Super Mechanical Fighting Team Jesus". The premise came from an ad-libbed line in a video that we made a few years earlier. That's me playing John the Baptist (and doing the voice of Jesus - we dubbed each other's voices. Don't ask.)

See more funny videos at Funny or Die


Here's another one, with me as The Beaver. Again, don't ask...

See more funny videos at Funny or Die
lance_sibley: (illogical)
And cut for your clicking pleasure:

Could this be the new Enterprise? )

I'm not sure how much I like it. Heck, I don't even know if it's the real thing... I see that IESB.net has posted it, but they're also not sure if it's for real.

In other news... I spent much of the weekend doing meeting-type stuff, including a conference call on Sunday. Work continues apace for both Polaris 22 and Anticipation. As of last night, the Masquerade team is in place. (The committee list is here.) I guess the next step is recruiting the Hugo Awards team...

And I finally got a chance to talk to my superintendent... I have a storage locker, finally. It's only taken me ten years to get around to investigating whether or not I could get one, and some people moved out at the end of November, freeing up a few. It's not as big as I would have liked, but at least it's somewhere to store all the stuff that's piled in my solarium and dining room. And although it's small in area, it's got some height - which means I may need to buy or borrow a stepladder...

And now back to replacing datagrids.

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