Showing posts with label September. Show all posts
Showing posts with label September. Show all posts

Thursday, September 25, 2008

Fall Colours

Yep, that pretty much covers the spread.

Saturday, September 20, 2008

Self improvement

A few more world-class Lindy Hop workshops like Andy and Nina, and I just might get my chops back.

Sunday, September 14, 2008

Happy Birthday

It was hard to pick a picture for this day, in part because Krystal's so good at throwing a party.  Good thing she's also good at fancy dancing.

Tuesday, September 9, 2008

No for real this time

No, no, I actually spend my time on the phone, getting things done.  In 1974.

Wednesday, September 3, 2008

It's hard to photo blog from a cell phone OR I AM JUST LAZY

If you were wondering why I've been spotty with blog posts lately, it's because I spend most of my time like this.

Sunday, September 30, 2007

whaa?

Normally I pick up overturned mailboxes and put them back where they came from , but I don't think this one even came from this block.

Saturday, September 29, 2007

Hijinks

Every party should be a cocktail party.

Friday, September 28, 2007

Old News

This would be a much better post if I could put the picture the Pentax was taking next to this one, but, man, film cameras are inconvenient.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

oops

Looks like I didn't take a picture on the 26th. Oh well, here's one that didn't make the cut. btw, I need a tripod.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

Edmonton

Sometimes I think that if we do convince Charlotte to come to Edmonton, it won't be because of how friendly we are or because of our world-class researchers but because she got to stand and look down a tree-lined Garneau street for a few minutes.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Caught!

Antoine managed to get not just our department but the entire Graduate Students' Association to switch to using only 100% recycled paper, so it's a rare photo that catches him holding a styrofoam cup.

Sunday, September 23, 2007

I missed

On the serve, even. It was the most anticlimactic match-point you could imagine. Still, squash is super fun.

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Enough Babies Already


I had totally planned to post a picture of a sea of cheap books at the library, but then this baby went and got the hiccups.

Friday, September 21, 2007

Celebration of Teaching, Learning, Politicians

The Minister of Intergovernmental Affairs, Minister of Western Economic Diversification and President of the Privy Council told me that she likes my style! Hoo yeah! After I got her friend to take this picture with my camera, her friend took one with her own camera. Rona Ambrose might be blogging me.

Thursday, September 20, 2007

Land Claims

I didn't mind losing Pembertina when I realized that it meant the Faculty of Native studies would get their own space. Then I heard that when this construction is over, they're going to move Native Studies to another building and give the space to somebody else. Sheesh.

[NOTE: turns out they aren't moving, but the East Asian studies students are going to join them.]

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Best Lab Ever

You know you're in a good lab when you have pizza for the meeting and it's all vegetarian. And it's 5 different types of gourmet vegetarian. And you live in beef country.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

mrrrrrrrmmrrrrrrrrrrrrrrfffffffffffffffffffffffrrrrrrrrrbl

Whose idea was it to get to the gym at 06:45 in the morning? Whose idea was it for there to even _be_ a 06:45 in the morning? I will tell you: not mine.

Monday, September 17, 2007

A Missed Opportunity

I was so psyched to find out that the gym was called the Van Vliet Centre because that meant I could call it the Beefheart Centre. I think they made it look like a 4-block glowing chunk of butter specifically to prevent my nickname from taking hold.

Sunday, September 16, 2007

A Rare Event

I think this is the first time everyone who lives here has been in the same house, let alone the same room.

BOOM!

I was listening to the radio the other day and this guy who called in to play the name-a-rock-song game said he needed a job. Within an hour, the DJ called him back and put three people on the air offering him jobs that paid $20-$30 an hour. Then later they announced they would do it once a month. (Or was it week? It's too crazy to imagine.)