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pozorvlak: (pozorvlak)
Tuesday, May 27th, 2008 11:49 pm
[livejournal.com profile] wormwood_pearl and I just spent a weekend in Snowdonia with some climbing friends and their hardcore mates. )

* "Epic" appears to be climbing parlance for "expedition that did not go according to plan". In particular, epics need not involve serious injury, though that obviously makes for a better story.
pozorvlak: (gasmask)
Monday, November 26th, 2007 12:09 pm


The speaker is the endlessly interesting raver-novelist-turned-media-theorist-cum-philosopher Douglas Rushkoff, whose blog is syndicated at [livejournal.com profile] rushkoff.

I'm now back from the Edinburgh Local GRADschool, which was one of these "throw a load of strangers into a room for three days and make them do command tasks, so as to convince them of their aptitude for Creativity, Communication and Transferable Skills" events: this one was specifically for PhD students. I was only there because it was a condition of my funding - I've been on a few such events before, and have found them in the main to be ghastlily corporate and buzzword-laden. In the end, though, it was actually quite fun, albeit incredibly tiring. [livejournal.com profile] half_of_monty: yes, you told me so. You win. A bit more of a debrief to follow, hopefully, but for now I've got this conference proceedings deadline on Wednesday, and my paper still needs considerable tweaking :-(
pozorvlak: (pozorvlak)
Tuesday, July 11th, 2006 05:59 pm
The house is on fire, and so is the cat.

Yes, I am returned from Nova Scotia, after an only moderately ghastly trip. I flew out of Halifax at about 2130 local time, arrived in Heathrow at about 0830 local (or 0430 body time...), having seen the surprisingly enjoyable film Failure to Launch and not got any sleep; spent an hour lying on a bench in Heathrow with newspaper over my eyes while two flights to Glasgow took off without me; finally got on the (delayed) flight that I was booked into; slept for most of that; then was met at the airport by [livejournal.com profile] wormwood_pearl and went into Glasgow, where I was seized by a sudden urge to buy trousers. Now, normally I have to be physically dragged into clothes shops by teams of horses: this may give you some idea of the abnormality of my mental state by this point. Eight try-ons later, I came back to my senses, went home, and had a long lie-down.

[By the way: yes, I did bring [livejournal.com profile] wormwood_pearl back a Mountie (a sergeant, no less): watch my moblog for photos. But no, I didn't bring back any maple syrup, on the grounds that it can easily be obtained in Britain and I don't actually like the stuff. I'm still intrigued by the concept of vegan pancakes, though, [livejournal.com profile] stronglight: could you post the recipe or something? It strikes me that we have a bit of a black swan problem here, in that most people's definitions of pancake would preclude veganosity]

Anyway, here's a brief commentary on my Lessons Learned re packing )

More news on the other-people-doing-my-work front: there are actually two groups who've been working on this. One group is definitely doing something different - it's like the difference between the algebraic and non-algebraic definitions of n-category. This was the elegant, moral definition I was talking about earlier. The other definition looks suspiciously like something I tried and rejected because it didn't work in an important case: I'll have to look at this one more carefully.
pozorvlak: (picard)
Tuesday, May 30th, 2006 05:03 pm
Me and [livejournal.com profile] wormwood_pearl, that is. We're going to Prague for eight days, hurrah! As you may already know, I used to live in Prague about seven years ago (hence the username), but I haven't been there since, oooh, 2001 or so, and I'm looking forward to seeing how much it's changed (hopefully the stag-nighters haven't wrecked things too much). Apologies in advance for not checking email much.

In other news, I didn't get a theatre slot for Arcadia. I'd put in the proposal form about a week ago, only to learn that I'd somehow got one with a page missing. The missing page was, of course, the one asking questions about difficult technical bits and copies of the script and, oh yes, MONEY. So I strolled up to the STaG room yesterday at about five o'clock, picked up the missing page, realised that I didn't have the first idea what the budget was, tried to call my Money People, found they weren't answering their phones (in one case, I only found this after following a trail of three "try me on this number..." messages!), and wrote "Er, sorry, I don't actually have a budget..." on the form. I then ran back to my flat, fetched a copy of the script, got back, and discovered that I was expected to hang about in a hot room for over an hour while they called the prospective directors in for interview and discussed their choice.

To my complete lack of surprise, they gave the slot to someone-I've-acted-with-but-don't-know-all-that-well who was wanting to do A Midsummer Night's Dream. In November, which could be interesting... I shall of course audition. Oh yes. I think I'd make a great Bottom. And I'll look around for other theatres in which to perform Arcadia.

Right, now to find somewhere that will sell me Czech crowns at 1710... maybe I should have lingered for less time over breakfast and packing this morning.