Review: Drive

I’ve gone out to see dozens of movies since my last review: some I like, some I don’t mind, and one I absolutely hated. Even with mini reviews, it’ll probably not be worthwhile to go through each of them, although occasionally a movie comes out that inspires a post. My latest viewing is just such a movie, but I warn you that I’m going to get weird.

Putting my SONiC 102.9 Glee Club Points to use towards a double pass, I attended a screening of Drive. One would think that a movie with this title would feature epic car chases and fiery explosions, but the director wasn’t Michael Bay. Whoever, Nicolas Winding Refn is, my husband thought that he did a horrible job. Sorry, dude.

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Over One Year Later…TGIF!

TGIF!

Wait—I published no new posts here for over 14 months, and all I can write is a combination of four letters that appears and reappears a thousand times over in Facebook and Twitter statuses every seven days?

Well…yes.

Okay, no, I can assemble a slightly more entertaining post until I have lots more energy to keep up writing. Lack of energy was part of the reason for my current hiatus, you see, but I’ll explain more about that next time. This week has been a bad one for me, yet there were a few good moments.

I would like to highlight the things that made me smile this week:

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Mystery Menu

Occasionally, some of the Asians at my workplace organize a dim sum group lunch. It’s not restricted to Asians, just most of the group members are. As I’m a picky eater when it comes to Asian cuisine, I’m surprised that I go to these lunches. But I do. The next one is coming up later this month and will actually be a dim sum dinner.

Not only will the time of the meal be different, the restaurant will be different, too. The thoughtful organizer has provided us with a copy of its latest menu, so we’ll know what we can expect there. The menu has just one problem, however.

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Well, When You Put It That Way…

Today is the local release of the Nintendo DS game Mario & Luigi: Bowser’s Inside Story. Being a Mario fan and a bit of a biology nerd, I’ve been eagerly awaiting the day I can use my Best Buy coupon on it. (Unfortunately, my store already ran out of stock.)

Chris doesn’t seem to get my excitement. He types in a instant messenger window to me:

you want a game that examines bowser's colon?

which end will you come out of? :roll:

Hmm…hopefully, the end that doesn’t involve a toilet sequence. Ew. Please let there not be a toilet sequence!

Nevertheless, yes, I totally want to explore the bowels of Bowser, the cavities of King Koopa. Wouldn’t you?


Another Reason for Skirt Suspenders

I noticed last night, after I finally awoke from my nap to brush my teeth in the bathroom, that I’ve been wearing my skirt backwards. All. Day. Long. The zipper and button was on the wrong side. Why didn’t I see that having snap-on button pockets in the front and open pockets in the back looked odd? I’ve been shopping; I wonder how many people knew about my fashion blunder.

Ladies, how do you keep your skirt bottoms from spinning around on you?


Reviews: Wii Sports Resort & Super Mario Galaxy

I spent the Labour Day weekend with Chris doing anything but labour. We got reacquainted with the Wii and played one newer game and one older game: Wii Sports Resort and Super Mario Galaxy. We’ve played each of these games earlier, but I forgot to recount our experiences of them.

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The Mark of Culture

At work, I read an email chain between two support groups regarding a user’s access problem for an online application program. A member of my team helped out by noticing that this user has an apostrophe (’) in her login ID, which is common for those with Irish surnames. He suggested that for her to gain entry into the application, she would need to have a new ID created without the troublesome apostrophe. She did not take this suggestion well.

Yes, the apostrophe is a valid character for a name. Yes, the application probably should’ve taken that character into consideration. Unfortunately, an external developer is responsible for the code, and it just so happens to not be entirely compatible with the naming conventions of our internal user IDs. It happens. The apostrophe problem came up before for other applications, and either the code was adjusted or the users adapted.

This time, the user seemed much attached to this little punctuation mark. She remarked that it was culturally significant to her, that other cultural groups are certainly accommodated. She insisted that the thing to change is the code, not her ID.

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A Cornucopia of Barnyard Fun

Did you know that the Edmonton Corn Maze is completely different from the Lacombe Corn Maze? I sure didn’t. That shows how much I know about geography.

Well, it turns out that I’ve only ever been to the Edmonton Corn Maze. I went there with Chris last year to go through the Edmonton Indy design. This year, we returned to get lost within curler Kevin Martin’s guts.

2009 design for the Edmonton Corn Maze

An aerial shot of this year’s design, courtesy of the official website

This time, we didn’t use the maze’s “passport” sheets to help us navigate our way. Chris and I alternated leading the other through the maze after each checkpoint. He chose his turns randomly, while I stubbornly adhered to the left-hand or right-hand rule. He’s the one with the photographic memory, so he could throw caution to the wind and still be able to backtrack if necessary. I, on the other hand, get lost anywhere where my surroundings are taller than I am. I think that we spent a lot of time traversing the maze’s “curling stone” during my first turn.

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Stupefying Adolescent Creative Process

I never thought I’d see it again, much less online. Remnants from one’s past may come in surprising forms.

Tim, my cubicle neighbour, revealed to me that he egosurfed. He was perturbed by the amount of personal information revealed online. He was curious about whether he could find other people’s info as easily as he found his own. While perusing results for my name, he came across an old art piece of mine.

Human Rights collage

What is THAT doing on the World Wide Web?! Furthermore, what was my adolescent mind thinking back then?

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Wheatgrass

Chris and I stopped by the Booster Juice in my neighbourhood, and we saw that it finally had wheatgrass in stock. We wanted to try it.

Long ago, when Don asked an employee how it tasted, the guy replied, “Awful but good for you.” That response piqued our curiosity. However, Chris and I haven’t committed to trying the plant until recently.

We went to two different Booster Juice locations last month and remembered the wheatgrass. Both times, it wasn’t available. I was beginning to think that it was being phased out. But, lo and behold, today we spotted some bright green sod by the manual juicer.

Chris and I made our smoothie selections and ordered a single shot of wheatgrass. The shot comes with a separate shot of fruit juice; we chose orange. After the smoothies were blended and the wheatgrass juiced, we had four drinks in hand.

Chris was the first to drink some of the dark green liquid, immediately followed by some OJ. The reaction on his face was difficult to read. I asked him how it was.

“Tastes like grass.”

It wasn’t a satisfactory answer, but I had to try the juice myself anyway. Initially, it tasted like nothing; then, there was a distinctive “grass-like” aftertaste. Yup, he was right. If grass had a taste, that was how I’d have imagined it would taste.

Now we know. We can report to Don our findings.

Between the two of us, we had 2.5 servings of vegetables with that wheatgrass shot. I’d rather chew the actual vegetables.

Brussels sprouts must be less bland than grass. I feel sorry for cows.

What do you think of wheatgrass or liquified veggies?


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