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Just a little story about my 'boss' (where boss is anyone higher then me, but in this case there is no one higher then him,) who is a cool guy, and I'm not just saying that because he is my boss.

Without sounding to much like a kiss ass, Wayne is a pretty neat, friendly kind of guy, and well I certainly don't know him too well, I have had a lot more 1 on 1 meetings, and drinks with him, then I did with Gord Nixon.

Anyways the article gives a good impression of him and his company, and I'm happy to be a part of it.

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Phallus Fallacies in your Hypothesis's

Well... where to begin on this one, so we were having a dinner table discussion, at my grandparents house, about phalli through the ages, biology textbooks and avian mammals. Beyond the great phallus of the Athenians, Jenn revealed that the record holder for member to body size ratio was the bat. Apparently in an effort to circumnavigate there very own wing structures during mating.

Well it seems bats may hold a record for mammals but they are not the over all title holder. It seems ironic, or at the very least coincidental that we should raise the issue on the very same weekend that CBC's Quirks and Quarks would have this story on their podcast.

So the duck is mightier then the bat, and if fact damn well frightening. I only share this with you know so that others can share my horror.

Cheers.

ps Some criticism of my bench marking of an oddly numbered number like 13.8 has lead me to push on wards to tackle 25 km, and to make the punishment more complete, it was followed by a ride the following day @ 20km, and 3-5 km both of which Erin completed as well. 30 km may be on the slate for this coming weekend, in the mean time I need to recover from a little dehydration/sunburn.

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13.8 and Climbing

Erin and I went for a bike ride after dinner tonight, we ran up about 13.8 km as seen on this google map of our route. Our actual route was a little more squiggly, but bike trails don't show up.

Much promised images

I popped out for a coffee break this afternoon to get away from the construction in the office, to show you the much promised construction around the office. This is 43 Hanna, and she is getting some much needed love. As you can observe walls are missing on all sides, some of those sides we share with the out doors by just a thin veneer of drywall. The images that show 2-3 completely unfinished floors are actually net new floors added on to an old building. I have to give them credit they are doing a heck of a lot to this place. Its just makes for a noisy place to work.

Dinosaur Influenza?

So I'm wandering the internet, and I stumbled upon this great article about the resurrection of the Spanish flu. Actually I'm full of it, I was not wandering the internet, the link was sent to me by the author, lovely gal that she is, and it's actually Erin's article she wrote for Genome BC.

Enjoy!

Return of the cat filler

When all else fails, turn on the camera and post whats on it. As tradition holds, those are cat images.

An Intersection of Unconfirmed Paries

Erin was so kind as to capture this image on campus the other week, and mumbled something to me about, "bla bla bla Canon." She didn't in fact tell me that someone had painted the canon decidedly pink, and put a gigantic Troganic Horse astride it, furthermore she failed to mention that this particular horse had been branded with a unique symbol, one I bare proudly. So I bring to you today what appears to be the work of my Alma Mata, in cahoots, and I do mean cahoots, with the University of Toronto's Brute Force Squad.

To the architects of this prankery, I salute you!

bicycle, Bicycle, BICYCLE, I Want to Ride My Bicycle

With allusions of Queen's Bicycle Race Erin and I picked up some bikes on Friday. We are whipping things into shape around these here parts. For those interested in the tech specs, the Bikes are Devinci Life Style.

Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving wordy evidence of the fact.

-George Eliot (1819-1880)

Wise words, I suppose I'm not blessed :)