Tuesday, October 10, 2006

What's new, pussycat?

First off, sorry for my lack of production. I mean, there are probably only two people who read this thing, and I'm one of them. And the other one is a jerk. But in case they don't know what's been going on in the 'Fax, let me tell you:

I witnessed a pretty decent car crash last week. It was right in front of the Student Union Building on the Dalhousie campus. It was a simple "not stopping at an unmarked intersection", with both drivers thinking they had the right of way and not slowing down. The cars collided and actually rolled right toward my friends and I. Apparently they hadn't been looking, because my, "Heads up, car crash" saved the life of one of my friends. OK, maybe not life, but definitely fancy leather shoes. I called 911 for the second time in just over a year*, and helped some of the folks out. One of the vehicles was a cab with a couple of passengers who were visiting on a cruise ship. "Welcome to Halifax! Here's some whiplash, now get the hell out!"

Which brings me to why the heck am I hanging out on Dalhousie campus. Well, that's because I'm working there now! But, not in the traditional "exchange of services for payment" type of work, it's more my services, and less of their payment... I'm working in the lab run by one of a former grad student from U of A, Alan Doucette. He's a couple of years older, so that makes me feel not quite as pathetic. But to be honest, it's been great, because I'm learning some great new instruments and techniques, and making some great connections with industrial people, which is where I plan on ending up after I graduate. Sure, I'm not making much cash, but my expenses are non-existent, so it all balances out.

So, that's all the news fit for print. Now that I'm in the lab, and more motivated, I'm writing more, and that means more updates/rants here, too. I know you're all so excited!

*First 911 call was in Edmonton, when I managed to turn my barbeque's propane tank into a fancy flamethrower, and couldn't get close enough to turn it off. Luckily, the firemen had these fancy devices called "gloves" that they used to accomplish what I couldn't.

2 Comments:

Blogger Christopher Robin said...

So I guess I'm the other reader. It's funny how people can actually miss seeing things like a car crash right in frot of them.

It's good to hear that you're back in the lab and getting writing. I acutally like your blogs so keep them coming.

1:27 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh fewf. I thought I was the jerk. I guess you have two loyal readers big guy.

So tell me more of these "glove" thingys....

8:25 PM  

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