The Sloth Is Dead And Other Bric-A-Brac: An Update

  Just over a week ago I commented on my downward spiral into the pass-out-on-the-couch, do-nothing-and-whine-about-it world-o-fun that is Sloth.  Truly I was so full of seven-deadly-sinfulness, that Kevin Spacey‘s John Doe would surely have considered replacing his original drug dealing victim with me1.  Or not.   Regardless, one of my goals last week was to…

Just Call Me Ass Prof For Short

Before reading this you might want to find a chair and sit down, for the magnitude of what I am about to relay to you is so shocking that you might actually pass out from the sheer intensity of it (assuming you are of exceptionally weak constitution or prone to random bouts of fainting). So…

200 Years Of Bunsen Burn-y Goodness

As noted in the list below (have I mentioned that I love lists?), you will find a little blurb on one Robert Bunsen.  That’s correct folks, the Robert Bunsen; the man who brought light to the world-o-chemistry where there once was darkness; the man who gave the world the Bunsen burner. But you may be…

Adventures In Leaky Faucets And Veggie Fueled Green Hemp Rage

Last Friday my parents came to town, partly to help me fix a leaking bathtub faucet, but mainly to visit.  And by ‘help me fix a leaking bathtub faucet’, I clearly mean my dad did all the work.  I simply walked home when they arrived to let them in (although they had already done so…

Snuggling With Elliot: 1 Month Later

One month ago today, my family of one grew to a family of two.  That is, my friend Jamie dropped off Elliot, his loyal and trusted ~2 year old cat.  Elliot moved in with me because Jamie was in the process of moving out of his old apartment and into some schwanky new digs.  Sadly,…

A Punch To My Stupid Travelling Face

It will come as no surprise to anyone that I love to travel.  A lot.  In all honesty, I think if I were given the opportunity, I would do that for a living above all else.  Well, maybe not.  I do love statistics.  But the beauty of being a Statistician is that I don’t necessarily…

I’m So Happy I Could Punch A Dolphin In The Mouth

I woke up this morning with only one thing on my mind (okay, maybe a few things on my mind, but those thoughts were a combination of mathematics, statistics, and other things that probably aren’t safe for public consumption).  And what was this thought that was bouncing through my head at 6:30 on a Saturday…

A Wintry Junk Punch Triggers A List

As I mentioned in yesterday’s post, I spent Tuesday and Wednesday in Ottawa for a presentation with several Public Health Agency of Canada big-Whigs.  And as I mentioned, the presentation was a grand success1. On our flight back to the Toronto area, Victoria and I were shocked by the sudden return of winter.  Ottawa, while…

Shucking Awesome!

Yesterday I boarded a WestJet flight bound for Ottawa with my friend Dr. Victoria (who just so happens to also be my colleague and boss).  The purpose of the trip: to attend a meeting with several Public Health Agency of Canada (PHAC) big-Whigs1.  The purpose of the meeting; to present the findings of one of…

Heed My Words: Prepare For The Oncoming Zombie Apocalypse

A few days ago, I posted about my most recent publication on the prestigious blog Dissertation Haiku.  While I was creating the post, I decided to search for some fun haiku, and I stumbled on Zombie Haiku.  This led me to a site of such importance, that I felt compelled to share it with you….

The Sloth Is Dead And Other Bric-A-Brac

So yesterday I posted about my incredible bout of laziness this weekend, coupled with my slacking in all things yoga, massage, and Calorie counting.  I also indicated that turning into a sloth was not good because I have been getting increasingly unbendy, and because I have somehow lost more weight; something I’ve been desperately trying…

I Have Become Sloth, And Other Weekend Adventures

So I totally slacked off this weekend.  I could offer the excuse that my stupid hernia was acting up – which it was – but that has never stopped me from running before.  I really just wussed out and used it as an excuse not to run the 26k that I was supposed to run….

Ah Mais Oui, Ca C’est Toujours Delish

Today has been a day that my stomach will not soon forget.  It was the epic gastronomic adventure known as the Gillis family Lobster-fest, or Lobstermania as I’ve decided to call it. My dad, being of East Coast stock, was essentially raised on seafood.  Of course, this means that I too was raised on seafood,…

Follow Up III: Dissertation Haiku

So remember back in the old-timey days when Dr. Beth and I had reported that our dissertation haiku had been published on the prestigious website known as Dissertation Haiku1?  Well, I am proud to say that my second haiku has officially been published today!  W00t!  Check it out here. The first haiku, for those who may…