Rice was a bit off and the soya sauce sucked but all in all very yummy!

Too bad tuna is so very expensive…

I took this with my iPhone last night at the Xmas Event at Hole’s. There aren’t usually lights in the greenhouse–these were strung for the tours– so this is a unique perspective on our Christmas crop.

Sometimes I love my job…

There was never a person born since Adam who’s been luckier than me. Nothing has happened to me that hasn’t been perfect. And I’m not being facetious. There’s never been a time when I was penniless and down, when something wouldn’t arrive. Over and over and over again. Enough to make you superstitious.

—Cormac McCarthy

From an interview with the Wall Street Journal

From the google home page…

Leslie and Zak spent a week in Scotland, ostensibly so L could attend a conference on books. As a part of one of the sessions she sis a small podcast. Have a listen:

Another Roadside Attraction

Zak and Leslie are off to Edinburgh today.

We picked out appliances. A nice gas stove from Electrolux with lots of bells and whistles. We are just waiting for final pricing.

Tumbled tile for the bathrooms but no glass. Too much $$

A short week and I have to find an editor… Blah.

I really need to hit the gym

He’s just been hired as our new lion-editor…

Watch it till the end for the punchline (or something resembling a punch line…)

Conference is 50/50 so far. I loved the talk by the SFU boys but felt the audience was more resistant then engaged. Gotta move forward and transfer the knowledgebase.

Dinner was fine and I cornered the associate professor. Leslie, finish your phd and you’ve got a job…

C and I hung and didn’t drink too much. Barely 1 bottle for the whole trip. I like hanging, with or without wine. Sleep is really problematic though. Pattern seems to be deep sleep followed by hours of restlessness. Oh well it’s age I guess.

Home tonight and a busy week likely starts tomorrow.

Morning: no elk. Lots of conferencites. Up too early. Carmen has suspiciously neglected to tell me her room number; I suspect she doesn’t want to entertain me when I’m bored.

Breakfast in B minus 14