January 2008

NHLshield This past weekend was the NHL All-Star game, and against my better judgement, I watched it in high-def on Versus instead of CBC. I don’t know if CBC comes in high-def in Canada, but in any case our cable service doesn’t have it available.

So I have mixed feelings about All-Star games. The fans vote in some X number of players, which is cool, and then someone – the league office, or maybe the coaches? – fills out the roster. But they’re obligated to select at least one player from every team. Which seems very… middle school. Sure, every team has a best player but there is no guarantee that the top players in the league are distributed evenly around the league. Thus the All-Star game may not, in fact, have all the stars. Of course it makes a certain amount of sense I guess, ensuring that all television markets all fans have a minimal reason to be interested.

Further infantalizing the proceedings, the coaches were basically rotating their lines 1-2-3-4 deliberately trying to ensure everyone got plenty of ice time. So if the 3rd line was on the ice at the end of a period, the 4th line would start the next period. The chuckleheads at Versus thought this was giggle-worthy, enthusiastically compared it to “Little League”, and pretended to wonder if anyone’s parents were haranguing the coach for more ice time for Junior. For real.

Ok fine, it’s just the All-Star game and there’s not exactly a lot on the line. It’s a showcase of presumably the league’s most talented players, although defensive play is in short supply. And despite this churlish post, I enjoyed it well enough. I just wish there was a way to make it seem less “Little League”.


Last Tuesday was the 35th anniversary of Roe vs. Wade and a friend invited me to the Washington state NARAL fundraising event “Chocolate for Choice” at Safeco field.

It was packed – we had to be a little aggressive in getting to some of the chocolate! We crammed our faces with samples and treats, some of which were really good.

I don’t know what their fund-raising goals for the evening were, but they auctioned off all the desserts and the silent auction seemed to be moderately successful. My friend and I bid on, and won, a private yoga class for 8 people. So that’s cool. Now we just need to clear the floor at her place or mine, and need to round up some friends to do yoga with us :-)

[speaking of choice, Canada’s 20-anniversary of their abortion rights decision, R. v. Morgentaler, is also this week. The videos linked at this blog made me cry]

Last Wednesday my car wouldn’t start. Things were hectic at the end of the week and over the weekend, so after a jumpstart, I finally took it to be serviced yesterday.

Turns out the car and I have the same malady – a battery that needs to be replaced. The main difference is, all it takes is $100 plus labor costs and the car’s running fine again.

On Friday, I went to work with my work laptop in my briefcase & left with an empty bag. Just one little detail affirming this transition.

Today is the first day of my temporary life of leisure. We woke up to a few inches of beautiful white fluffy snow. Soon, I’ll be heading out in it to a yoga class in walking distance of my house.

Did I really read this? Did you really write this?

The probability that the difference between the two datasets is due to random fluctuations — rather than an actual difference — is p=8%. In most studies, p should be less than 5% before we accept a significant difference between two datasets. But 8% is close enough to 5% that I conclude that the difference is marginally significant.


“Marginally significant”? Sweet crackers, where did you go to school? How many question marks can I use in one post?

distortion200 I feel sorry for all the other albums that will be released this year. The Magnetic FieldsDistortion is a freaking fantastic start to 2008.

I’m seriously wondering whether to just call it for Distortion right now. Game over?

They’re going to be playing in Seattle in early March, but the dates are already sold out. Grrr.

Recently at work, someone did something rude to me in a public way [well, on e-mail]. Rather than call hir* on it publicly, I chose to approach hir privately. My inclination was also to make a mental excuse for why the person may have done that – oh sie* is probably under pressure because of X.

It’s entirely possible that part of why I’ve burned out at work for now is that I’m reluctant to truly blame others for their crappiness. I make excuses for them, and generally find fault with myself instead. Because at least I can fix myself.

I was venting about it later, and someone who I thought was nicer than me actually encouraged me reply to the e-mail and everyone on it with a temperate but curt reply that pointed out how sie may have been in the wrong hirself. It was satisfying.

* wacky gender neutral pronoun (i.e. not a typo).

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