Monthly Archives: March 2012


Bit of a hectic day today. Despite the late night last night, I was pretty energetic this morning since I was able to sleep in until about 9:30. Not too shabby for a weekend.

Once the kids were fed, dressed, and ready to move, we had to go do some last minute shopping, since my youngest was scheduled to attend a birthday party in the early afternoon and nobody had had the time to do the present-hunting (The invitation came very recently any my wife and I were both working for the last few days). So, present, card, gift bag… Then off the island to the bowling alley where the party was happening.

While my youngest hung out with his friends, I got a separate lane for myself and my oldest and we had a couple of games to ourselves. He’s been bowling before, but always with the big pins and this time he wanted to try the duck pins (And when looking to see if that was what it was actually called, I learned that in Quebec we play a particularly unique variant. It’s strange to learn that something so common here is not at all like what they play everywhere else.)  They also had this strange mobile ramp for the kids at the bowling alley we went to. Basically it’s a four-foot high slide, you put the ball at the top and roll it down in the direction you want. I’d never seen anything like that before but it was good for the kids I suppose, it definitely cut down on the number of gutterballs. Anyways, both kids kicked my butt, with scores of 108 and 109. The best I managed was an eighty-something (without the ramp, mind you).

After that it was back home, did some cleaning, cooked supper, did some more cleaning, and spent the night polishing up my background material for the graphic novel script I’ll be writing in April.

And since it’s past midnight, Script Frenzy has officially started! I was planning on staying up late to get an early start, but tomorrow’s going to be another big day and I’d rather be rested for it. So I’m going to put away my outline and my character bios now and get a fresh start in the morning.



Is that really the time? It’s becoming a familiar question again. And once more, I was at a friend’s house (board games, one I’ll maybe write about tomorrow.)

I used to be very much a night owl, up until extremely late, and though that changed somewhat with the arrival of children in the house I always underestimate how easy it is for me to fall back into my old habits of staying up until damned-close-to-dawn. It’s worse when I’m with people or writing something interesting. Also, it seems to be worse this week, maybe as fallout from all the resting I did when I wasn’t feeling well. Whatever it is, I need to do a better job of keeping an eye on the time or I’m going to end up pulling an all nighter and that’s going to be bad for everyone the following day.

Poker Night

I didn’t win any big jackpots, but I’m still going to call it a success. Out of three games, I finished second in the first (out of eight players), last in the second (boo!), and fourth in the third. No great victories, but a lot of fun. There was, as there always is when people do something interesting, a chorus of people calling for more of the same at regular intervals, we’ll see where it all goes. I wouldn’t mind playing every once in a while.

It’s hard to compare with my usual table gaming, being strategy board games, since it’s a very different playing experience, but it’s not a bad way to spend a night. Mind you, I suppose there’s not a lot of bad ways to spend a night hanging out indoors with friends, but still. Some strategy, a lot of luck… it’s strange to play a game where you have so little control over the overall outcome.

I only wish tomorrow wasn’t a Friday, meaning a get-up-early-and-get-the-kids-to-school day, but that’s the way it is. The weekend’s not far, I’ll be able to catch up on sleep then.

Playing The Odds

I’m looking forward to turning the page on March in a couple of days. A serious case of the writer blues at the beginning, a serious case of work-madness in the middle, and a serious cold and gastro double-header at the end means there’s a lot to forget. I didn’t get anywhere near hitting my targets for the month, but I am optimistic for next month. I know, I’ve said it before, but I mean it this time. I’m starting to get back up to speed now and with any luck I’ll get into a solid stride and be able to keep it up through April and beyond.

At this point I’m unwilling to say what my odds are of making good on my New Years resolutions, but some of them are starting to look insurmountable. I have a habit of setting the bar high and expecting to fail, meaning I’m almost never disappointed in myself, but I have to admit I’d be kicking myself a lot if I didn’t manage what I planned for this year, or at least I would if I gave up in April. What I really need is a way to change my mindset, but it would be easier if I had an idea what I needed to change toward.

In time-wasting news, tomorrow I’ll be going to a friend’s house for a friendly poker tournament. I have no aspirations of greatness at all. I’ve played Texas Hold ‘Em precisely three times in my life, and other forms just as rarely. I couldn’t tell you whether I have a poker face or not, but I definitely have a sub-professional idea of what makes a good hand to bet on or what my odds are at any given time. I’m generally pretty conservative in my betting so I’ve never been the first one out, but I’ve never been the last one standing either. My odds of winning are pretty slim, so I’m just going to focus on adjusting my odds of having a good time while hanging out with some friends.

Living in the Future

Every once in a while, some bit of science news comes along and completely blows my mind. Today it’s this article.

Face transplants have been around for a few years, but there haven’t been very many of them done, and I don’t imagine any of them have involved this much reconstructive surgery.

And it goes beyond the fact of simply having a full face where there wasn’t one before. The article mentions that the guy is starting to regain feeling and is starting to be able to shave. Shaving! Real hair, growing out of a face which was cut off someone else and basically stapled on. Straight out of science-fiction and into your news feed. I tend to think of medical advances in terms of big things like cures for diseases or development of anti-aging tech, but it’s also this: It’s 150 doctors coming together to completely change the course of just one life. Maybe in a few years it will only take a half-dozen doctors, or they’ll be able to vat grow a new face from cells, but it’s still incredible to see things like this being done which had never been done before when my first son was born eight years ago.

It’s always been the job of science fiction to imagine the possibilities, but it always surprises me when people actually manage to make those possibilities a reality. I hope I never stop being impressed by it.

If it’s Not One Thing

I managed to get to bed early last night and was happily sleeping when I was woken up by a painful cramp. I tried to sleep it off, but it got the better of me.

If I haven’t mentioned it before, I hate puking. More that coughing or any other symptom, throwing up is the one I’ll avoid at all costs. It’s probably a big part of why I’ve never been a huge drinker. I do drink, and I definitely have my favourites, but whenever I’ve felt myself getting to the point where I though there would be consequences, I’ve put the glass down.

Last night, there was no glass to put down. Fortunately, it only happened once, and I haven’t eaten anything today besides Ibuproen so I don’t expect there’s anything at all to bring back up. But seriously, I just got over a damned cold, and not I get some form of flu or gastro. Enough is enough. I don’t even have anyone to blame, since I haven’t been around anybody who’s had the bug.

Hopefully it’ll pass quickly.

The planned work last night went well, but I was called again around a quarter to three and spent an hour or so on something else. From that point, it doesn’t really matter how late you sleep in. Having your sleep broken at that time, and for that long, will pretty much break your chance to get any useful rest, especially if kids start running around the house at some point.

I spent a big part of the day trying not to fall asleep in laundry or dishes, and did end up cancelling my gaming session because there’s no way I’m going to be awake enough to make a good run at it. As a player, you can get away with sort of half paying attention, since there are other people there to drive the action and pick up the slack, but as the person running the game, I can’t really expect anyone else to be having a good time if I’m falling asleep at the dice.

Blessing in disguise, I guess. Now I get an extra two weeks to plot and plan. And now that the kids are sleeping, I’m going to go and do the same thing.