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It's official
I do a damn good roast. I've been told by a certain somebody that lives with me that my roast chicken is actually better than that of said person's parental units' and I also a better crackling pig roast. My method is simple. Everything roasts at 400F for 30 minutes then 350F for the rest of the cooking time, with 35 minutes per pound total cook time. Works everytime.
Had a slow day today. We had our own little wine&cheese. We were supposed to go help decorate Penny's flat for xmas (Penny being one of Katy's workmates) but Katy was too tired to go out. She ended up napping part of the afternoon away. She didn't sleep well last night because her car got posessed and her alarm kept going off at random moments (I, of course, sleeping with ear plugs, heard nothing). Turns out that a door switch was faulty. A nice man from the RAC fixed it in less time than it took him to finish his tea (a local custom that I've picked up: offer tea to any serviceman that comes to your place)
Should be a slow week this week. I need to start working the paper I'm writing for BMC Bioinformatics. S'about it, really. Three weeks until Canadia, woot!
I hate Dumbledore
Went to see the latest Harry Potter movie last night with Katy. I really don't like the new Dumbledore. He really doesn't have it. Richard Harris will always be Dumbledore in my eyes. He had the goofy, benevolent, unflappable air about him that the new guy just doesn't have. Dumbledore does *not* lose it in public and act like a headless chicken. And yes, I know that the book is insanely long compared to the previous 3, but I felt that the movie left out a hell of a lot of important stuff.
Meh.
So I hear it snowed today
Apparently, it “snowed” in Cambridge today. Between lunchtime and breaktime, it snowed. People were talking about it like it was a big thing. So, of course, when I go outside to look at it, there was absolutely nothing on the ground. Snow that doesn't even last for a day is not proper snow. I feel ripped off.
You know you're from Montreal when…
- You have ever said anything like “I have to stop at the guichet before we get to the dep.”
- Your only concern about jaywalking is getting a ticket.
- You understand and frequently use terms like 'unilingual,' 'anglophone,''francophone,' and 'allophone.'
- You agree that Montreal drivers are crazy, but you're secretly proud oftheir nerves of steel.
- You know that the West Island is not a separate geographical formation.
- You have to bring smoked meat from Schwartz's, Blue Dry and bagels from StViateur if you're visiting anyone west of Cornwall.
- You know how to pronounce Pie IX.
- You believe to the depth of your very being that Toronto has no soul but your high school reunion is held in Toronto because most of your classmates live there now.
- You know at least one person who works for the CBC, and at least one other person who used to work for Nortel.
- You're not impressed with hardwood floors.
- You've been hearing Celine Dion jokes longer than anyone else.
- You order fries 'with sauce', not 'with gravy'.
- Shopper's Drug Mart is Pharmaprix and Staples is Bureau en Gros, and PFK is finger lickin' good.
- For two weeks a year, you are a jazz afficianado.
- Everyone on the street – drivers, pedestrians, and cyclists – think they're immortal, and that you'll move first.
- You know that Rocket Richard had nothing to do with astrophysics.
- You've seen Brother Andre's heart.
- You know the difference between the SQ, the SAQ, and the SAAQ.
- You measure temperature and distance in metric, but weight and height in Imperial measure.
- You show up at a party at 11 p.m. and no one else is there yet.
- You know that Montreal is responsible for introducing the following to North America: bagels, souvlaki, smoked meat and Supertramp. Also, Chris de Burgh.
- You don't drink pop or soda, you drink soft drinks.
- You have graduated from high school and have a degree, but you've never been in grade 12.
- The margarine in your fridge is the same colour as lard.
- There has to be at least 30 cm of snow on the ground in less than 24 hours for you to consider it too snowy to drive.
- You remember where you were during the Ice Storm.
- You know that your city's reputation for beautiful women is based on centuries old couplings between French soldiers and royally commissioned whores (aka Les Filles du Roi).
- You don't understand anyone from Lac-St-Jean, but you can fake the accent.
- You've been to the Tam Tams, and know they have nothing to do with wee Scottish hats.
- You discuss potholes like most people discuss weather.
- You encounter bilingual homeless people.
- While watching an American made-for-TV movie, you realize that “Vienna” is actually Old Montreal, that “New York” is actually downtown and that the “The Futuristic City” is actually Habitat '67.
- You have yet to understand a single announcement made on the Metro PA system, no matter what the language.
- You don't find American comedians speaking “gibberish” French even remotely funny.
- You don't find it weird that there's a strip club on every corner downtown.
That name rocks
Program and Organizing Committees have honor to announce the traditional biennial event-The Fifth International Conference on Bioinformatics of Genome Regulation and Structure (BGRS'2006). The Conference will be held on July 16-22, 2006, in the Novosibirsk Scientific Center, Akademgorodok, Novosibirsk, Russia.
I received this invitation for a scientific meeting by email. I'm tempted to go just because of the name of the place where it's held. Akademgorodok, Novosibirsk. With a name like that, the place has to kick ass :D
London pictures are up
The pictures Katy and I took from our weekend jaunt to London are here:
http://www.flubu.com/various_pics/london-bmg/
That would depress me as well.
Something's gotta give
For various reasons, Katy and I have been sniping at each other all friggin week. It's tiring. It serves no purpose. I just can't figure out how to stop it.
Double Standard
I'm allowed to have bad nights too, you know. you don't have a monopoly on them.