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...is over. I am exhausted. The best was the mega-Q&A with David Nykl, David Hewlett and surprise special guest Kate Hewlett. I haven't watched SGA since its second season, but that doesn't mean two hours of solid high-energy snark and laughs wasn't well appreciated. It was well, well appreciated. I hope the full video surfaces online somewhere. If you see a link, please point me there.

David Hewlett's punchy last-quarter comment, "We're getting to the point of the day where the answer is 'SANDWICH'", and Nykl's riff of only replying to questions "Cheeseburger", may well become my shorthand for "I'm tired, hungry and don't know the answer."

Otherwise, autographs were successfully collected from Claudia Black and Michael Hogan, panels were attended, stuff was purchased and somehow in the middle of it all watching TV was accomplished.

[livejournal.com profile] serrico, [livejournal.com profile] firstgold, [livejournal.com profile] extrathursday, : *high five* We survived.

I'm going to sleep for a week.

ETA: [livejournal.com profile] serrico has an excellent and comprehensive con report. Whenever we parted ways, I was usually sitting somewhere, being tired. :D
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Last weekend's "buh?" was trying to figure out how on earth the used side of the scrap paper I'd used to print a ticket was for bus schedules for Chicago when I've never been to Chicago. (I'm open to guessing what this was about, but I'm pretty sure it's [livejournal.com profile] thucyken's fault.)

This weekend's "buh?" was learning that, by "treasurer" of the GSA they also meant "secretary" who also "keeps the minutes of the meetings". This made yesterday's GSA meeting interesting. (Does anyone know how to keep minutes properly?)

Next weekend is Father's Day, which means family time, which means I'm sure there will be more. Family is always good for "buh?" moments.

...

Speaking of my family, I spoke to my grandmother this morning, and we talked about her recent trip to BC to visit my uncle in Victoria and my aunt up in the mountains. One of the days she was up in the mountains, my aunt took her out on a ferry ride across one of those gorgeous glacial lakes to what I guess is some kind of artist/artisan colony.

And my darling, 85-year-old grandmother geeked out at me (no kidding) because one of the artisans makes brooms, and is in fact the person who makes brooms for the Harry Potter movies. This wasn't just a case of her having heard of Harry Potter and repeating a young person's pop culture reference. No, she confessed to sending a gleeful postcard to her best friend about how cool it would be to have real working witches' brooms. I love my grandmother.
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What do you think about netbooks? Useful, wasteful, the perfect size for a little on-the-go computing or too damn small to be worth anything?

Grabbing a cute little computer so soon after getting my desktop resurrected seems to exceed my undefined budget for how many computers I can buy in any given 6-week span, but those little netbooks just seem... useful.

Or is this just a fad that I shouldn't waste money on?

I spend my time wondering about this rather than doing schoolwork )

Thoughts? Observations? Opinions? If you have a netbook, how do you use it? Do you like it? Should I be scared of buying anything from Acer again (my current laptop is Acer) or would HP do me fine (my workhorse of a desktop was HP and lasted 7ish years)?

*goes back to schoolwork, no really*


EDIT: I asked Hunch.com if I should get one and it said 78% yes (I should).
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We're down to mere weeks before I start. The anticipation is incredible. Going from full-time work into a master's feels like heading into summer vacation, rather than two years of more school.

Yes, that's strange. Yes, I know it is strange.

I get to pick my classes next Tuesday... and one course that's getting me really excited is this broadcast management class ("Managing in the New Broadcast World") which is actually being offered by the Schulich MBA program. The liberal arts anarchist in me is looking forward to being an interloper in the business world.

Yes, I'm going to take a management class. Yes, I'm well aware of how weird that is.

The course is being taught by a guy who used to chair the Canadian Television Fund, and is on record advocating for increased public funding and support for domestic television production. Even though I'm gunning for an academic career, the contacts I can make from this course are going to be incredible.

It'll be a great balance for my thesis, though, to be able to see television distribution from the side that makes all the decisions. Oh, the anticipation!
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Pictures! )

Polaris is very different con to the FanExpo. It's smaller, less commercial, and tends to have an older crowd. More Klingons and fewer teen anime fans, that kind of thing. Being smaller and friendlier than some other cons, and staged in a hotel rather than a convention center, the big-name guests tend to wander the same halls as the peons who pay to be there.

It can get quite surreal, quite fast.

Sure, I was planning to get Jason Dohring's autograph, but then later when we passed each other in the hall the little voice in the back of my head is trying to process that Logan Echolls just nodded at me in the hall. And yeah, you see an actor doing a Q&A and autograph sessions, and they're live-and-in-person, but there's still a performer/audience split going on. It breaks down when you see Gareth David-Lloyd wandering past the Harvey's window on his way (you notice, because the line is long and not moving fast) to buy smokes at the Shell station across the street.

Didn't mean to get all philosophical. Yay! Con! Screenings! Attending three of Jim Butcher's appearances! Panels! There was one neat panel called "How To Get Fired From Torchwood", where every fireable offense was met with, "Yes, but they didn't fire the guy that kept a WMD in the basement". It was an interesting combination of being totally silly and mocking the lack of personal responsibility held by any of the characters. Oh, fandom.

The best part (for me) was running into old friends (sorry we missed each other, [livejournal.com profile] hoskie), people I haven't seen in a long time that I used to work with at the renfaire here. Teagan got the whole con experience, from the hanging out in someone's hotel room, to the meeting actors and authors, to the people who take their nerdery far more seriously that I ever could/would be willing to show off in public... good times.

Four days until we leave for London! And Cardiff!
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Dalek-in-progress photos after the cut: Knit, purl, exterminate )

Hoorah!

Jun. 19th, 2008 12:42 pm
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My abstract got accepted to the Whoniverse Conference!

I'm on the technology panel, which rocks.

This means I'm a) officially an A-1 nerd and b) officially an academic!  I might also be c) officially insane, because the conference is in Cardiff.  But I'm also d) looking for flights to Wales, and they're not that pricy.

I've got months and months to prepare, and to figure out what the heck one does when one presents* at a conference ([personal profile] thucyken , [profile] piratefanatic : expect many emails), and plan another day of standing in line at the RSC to buy tickets to see David Tennant in Love's Labours Lost on the tail-end of its run.  Hey, a girl can dream.

[profile] whoniverse_conf  has updates about the conference.

I'm going to run around and tell everyone at the office now.  :D

*about the convergence of avant-garde and commercial forms of electronic music in the early days of the medium; more accurately the way the work of the BBC's Radiophonic Workshop (peopled by innovators and then-cutting-edge sound artists) reached a large audience through being the ambient noise and background music of classic Doctor Who episodes...
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I think google may have created the best tool to access the internet. In their feed reader, they have this section of add-ons and goodies. In there, you can find this whatsit bookmark that's just called "Next >>". It's a bookmark to add to your bookmark toolbar. When clicked, it'll bring you to the page that's the next newest unread item in your subscribed feeds.

What makes this awesome (aside from the obvious - not having to access the Reader app in order to access your feeds) is in the effect of clicking this one thing and being taken to site after site of fresh content.

Essentially, you just click the thing and it makes more internet.

Or appears to. But that's really the same thing, eh? You don't have to hunt down the content, you have one button (now renamed "MOAR!") that brings it to you whenever you click there. And then suddenly: more internet. Like magic.

And the fun part is it's arranged with the newest item first and not grouped by blog/site so you never know what you're going to get. I just clicked from the Google Reader to a new fic from [livejournal.com profile] sam_storyteller to an article at The New York Review of Books to news of a Chinese mine collapse. All with the one button!

Without having to go through your bookmarks or URL history or the Reader (or flist, if you've set it up). You click the thing and it makes more internet.


EDIT: the song to match this... *thumbs through mp3s* How about The Feeling, with "I Thought It Was Over"? I’m spinning in circles I can’t stop/ I thought it was over but it’s not.
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OH EM GEE.

Gareth David-Lloyd is going to be at Polaris/Toronto Trek.

The one consistently good part of Torchwood! At Toronto Trek!

And irony of ironies, the very weekend after TT I've got plans to be in Cardiff...
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York University Commons, taken through a window on the south side of the bus loop

See? I can take pictures on my phone! There's even a little button on the side that's like a shortcut to the picture-taking menu! I'm sure the novelty will fade in a week or so, but until then I'm having lots of fun.

Fun is...

Nov. 4th, 2007 04:07 pm
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Fun is channeling Rodney McKay while writing grant applications. 

I haven't a hope in hell of getting my SSHRC on this year.  I'm applying as a New Scholar and since it's the same application and same pool of money for the tenured profs, it's a total Frostee-in-Hades situation.

Therefore, I'm having a bit of fun with the 1000-word "Why I'm fantastic and here's what I study" part of the form.  Tres amusant.  I just hope I don't sound like too much of an arrogant prick.
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Today I did my Star Trek pop culture presentation in the summer course that's proving to be an endurance test.

Imagine, then, the fun that is explaining fandom and slash fic to an audience who: in week one, was reminded that characters in the Old Testament couldn't be expected to follow the Commandments because because characters in one part of the text wouldn't be expected to be aware of other parts of the same text; and in week two, made some comment about how beavers have hooves. I made an conscious decision to tune out after more than half the class defended the guy who argued that all parts of Canada are multiethnic, diverse and accepting of diversity. (Obviously they've never been an hour outside of Toronto.) And today, we were talking about existentialism, and another guy asked about "That Satire guy. John something Satire that you just mentioned." (Prof'd mentioned Sartre's name about seven times by that point.)

As you can well imagine, a kind of delerious freedom descends when I'm faced with that kind of audience. Talk about Star Trek? Sure. But I'm going to spend most of the time showing slashy fanart and generally fucking with the class's small, small minds. (I didn't even mention the porn.) Take that, beaver hooves.

I ended up having to disabuse the prof of the notion that fandom is made up entirely of teenagers. She then challenged me with the assertation that fandom itself was created by studios as a marketing ploy and that there are only about a thousand people in all of fandom, because no one has that much free time to write fic.

Sigh.
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Yesterday was spectacularly unusual and also quite satisfying. There was a lot of day in the day. Read more... )

Edit: FIC REC: An Undying Passion for Cupcakes by [livejournal.com profile] ignipes, Harry Potter AU.
Author's summary: This one is totally AU post-Voldie happily-ever-aftersunshine-and-toe-biting-tulips. I, uh, got a little carried away. Youknow, when you have a little idea, and it's cute like a clownfishdarting through the coral--and then it grows? Tentacles? Fangs?Seaweed dripping all over? The ancient rumbling of Cthulu risingthrough the waves? Yeah. That's what happened. ...and that says it all, really. Happy and touching, just a little hurty in parts and absolutely unfluffy.

...

Edit: dork moment )
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Here’s the thing. At [livejournal.com profile] piratefanatic’s urging, I’ve been getting caught up on my SGA. The great thing about SGA is it’s so fluffy and consequenceless (there’s always that tidy reset button hanging around the corner) that I can watch a bajillion episodes in a row. I can’t do that for Battlestar or, like, Forever Knight (though for very different reasons).

The point: every episode of SGA I watch, I love Ronon more and more. Actually, after “Echoes”, he’s probably my favourite character on the show. He’s my SGA boyfriend (or John’s boyfriend, if John wasn’t a creepy fucking robot but that’s neither here nor there at this point). I like that they show us how strong the relationship (…romance??) between Ronon and Teyla has grown, and how it’s an entirely different kind of relationship than what Teyla and Ford had. Ford was the team’s little brother, and as sorry as I was to see him go, it works out a lot better to have the fourth member of the team being an equal, rather than a subordinate. I don’t mean just militarily, I mean in terms of how the group dynamic played out. Ford was simply too junior.

Ronon, Teal’c, Worf and those other guys, and what makes Ronon different (and awesome!) )
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The other day, Alex and I were talking about Chinese zodiac (we're both rats) and the way the Thems have tied in elements to the zodiac. I brought it up because my little brother is a fire rabbit and that's just too hilarious. All I can see is that killer bunny from the end of Holy Grail, but 40 feet tall and spitting fire. (I'm a wood rat, which is a good and sensible animal to be born under.)

So the only right thing to do would be to check what Sam and Dean are, right *cha-cha-cha wiki-fu*

Dean = earth horse (he should feel lucky, he missed being an earth sheep by a mere three days)
Sam = water pig (which is apparently very lucky, because pigs are supposed to be very lucky... but then I think "ha ha, KAGURA and yeah, it's *perfect*. Last night's uber-snuggle (tm) was totally a Kagura move.)

Who else can I find? )
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Today was utterly fantastic. I wouldn't have thought it'd end up this way, but I'm not complaining. (No sir!) Read more... )

AND what's probably the BEST part of today... when I got home, my copy of My Best Friend is a Vampire was nestled in the mailbox! I bought it at about 10am *last Friday* which means it took exactly *one week* to get it. I wasn't expecting to see it until Valentines at the very earliest, but seldom have I been happier to be wrong! And the video box is in great condition, too. MADE. OF. AWESOME. Now to find out how to get it transferred to DVD...

ETA: cut for length. Whoops!
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I was working on a photomanip for [livejournal.com profile] aoshi, so I was already in a manippy mood when I got talking to [livejournal.com profile] xtinethepirate about how SPN keeps referring to Sammy going "Dark Side". So, like, what if they *were* Jedi? And what if they *did* wear robes, and have lightsabres, and were generally Jedi-awesome?

Deano-wan Kenobi )

Sammykin )

EDIT: Credit to [livejournal.com profile] piratefanatic for the "Jedichesters" label. Hee!
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