“CO2 Is Green” No, really. This is an actual campaign in the US.
Words fail me: http://co2isgreen.org/ I first read about it here (Guardian) and here (Mother Jones) and here (Washington Post). "Higher CO2 levels than we ha...
The “Short”-est Day
It's a good thing I don't hold an electrician ticket. After today, I think it would be revoked, even though I was a mere accessory before the fact. I began m...
The Wages of Programming
For my first programming contract as as a private businessman, I was paid with a moose dinner and a hand-knit Icelandic sweater. I had written a small deskto...
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In the Wild West, a scarred bounty hunter tracks a voodoo practitioner bent on liberating the South by raising an army of the undead.
They're finally making a movie about Jonah, and, yes, that's the synopsis of the plot. A plot concerning neither his postbellum nor his post-apocalyptic expl...
Blustery Day Comfort Food Recipes from my Bachelor Youth
On a chill and drizzly September afternoon, there's nothing better than a steaming home-cooked meal enjoyed next to a warm wood stove. Barring that, you coul...
Just when I thought I was out, they pull me back in.
By my count, I've quit jobs at Yukon College twice before. So the fact that I start teaching a class this afternoon must mean that I'm a very bad quitter. "P...
Celebrating the Megametre Milestone
It was somewhere near Smiths Falls, Ontario. Sometime after the collection of the comatose nephew in Edmonton, the in-cab detonation of the fire extinguisher...
Large Faceless Corporation Does Right by Smallish Individual with, uh, Face
Ignoring my pledge to buy an Apple Macintosh, I yellow-bellied my way to the Dell site last April and bought one of their unstylish yet bell-and-whistlesome ...
So how do I go about learning to play this saxophone?
I was lucky enough to acquire a tenor saxophone -- thanks Mom! -- this summer. So far, I've been squawking away at home only while the neighbours are at wor...
That Ain’t Yukon
It's been just shy of a decade since I first rolled into the territory. That's a decade of Outsiders asking "why'd you go way up there anyway?" I have many c...
The Amazingly Adaptable Human Brain: The Case of the Contrariwise Computer Mouse
After fifteen years in the computer industry, I am used to this -- proudly delivered -- declaration: "Oh, I don't know anything about computers." Immediatel...