Actually, the university that has the most focus on the field I'm working in is in Waterloo, Ontario. I know pretty much nothing about Ontario. And it's a very research-focused department, and I'm pretty certain I want somewhere with more of a teaching focus.
Early: Where'd she go? Simon: I can't keep track of her when she's not incorporeally possessing a space ship. Don't look at me.
'Objects In Space'
Spike's Bitches 40: Buckle Up, Kids! Daddy's Puttin' the Hammer Down.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Hil R. - May 02, 2008 6:13:30 pm PDT #7505 of 10001
Sometimes I think I might just move up to Vermont, open a bookstore or a vegan restaurant. Adam Schlesinger, z''l
Steph L. - May 02, 2008 6:20:52 pm PDT #7506 of 10001
I look more rad than Lutheranism
And the little animated banner at the top of the page! I loved that. Lorne with his wee head!
And bloody-fist!Fred!!!
brenda m - May 02, 2008 6:36:38 pm PDT #7507 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Waterloo/Kitchener is not a bad place, really, and for sciences and mathematics Waterloo is pretty highly ranked. The research/teaching thing is another matter of course. It's about 50 miles from Toronto, not so bad.
§ ita § - May 02, 2008 6:37:58 pm PDT #7508 of 10001
Well not canonically, no, but this is transformative fiction.
And bloody-fist!Fred!!!
Meep! That was mine.
Hil, that university is really really highly rated. Waterloo, on the other hand...I basically had to pick between McGill and Waterloo for the same degree, and although there wasn't a doubt that Waterloo was better for the subject it just wasn't somewhere I could envision living.
eta: Heh. Crosspost with Brenda. I'd rate Toronto below Montreal in a heartbeat, but even so I wouldn't say Waterloo benefits from the perqs of Toronto enough to count in its favour.
brenda m - May 02, 2008 6:43:18 pm PDT #7509 of 10001
If you're going through hell/keep on going/don't slow down/keep your fear from showing/you might be gone/'fore the devil even knows you're there
Well, no, it's no Montreal. Some good restaurants there, though.
sarameg - May 02, 2008 6:52:21 pm PDT #7510 of 10001
Hil, not exactly scientific, but of all the places my dad & brother visited, Botswana was a fav (I missed that week of the tour. It included, Botswana, S. Africa, Zambia, Zimbabwe (under duress) and Mozambique.)
Laga - May 02, 2008 8:20:54 pm PDT #7511 of 10001
You should know I'm a big deal in the Resistance.
All this time I thought a cannonball was just a solid metal ball.
DavidS - May 02, 2008 8:26:01 pm PDT #7512 of 10001
"Look, son, if it's good enough for Shirley Bassey, it's good enough for you."
All this time I thought a cannonball was just a solid metal ball.
Some of them were. Some were grape-shot. Some were incendeniary. Some exploded. It depended on what you were trying to do with it.
Fay - May 03, 2008 2:33:35 am PDT #7513 of 10001
"Fuck Western ideologically-motivated gender identification!" Sulu gasped, and came.
November in Thailand? Cooling down a little, as I recall. Which is to say, still sandals-and-t-shirt weather, but more bearable. Can't just remember when the rainy season extends to, although it seems to be on the way to starting already - we've had some DOOZIES already, but not on a daily basis yet.
...to be honest, though, it's Very Fucking Hot all year round, and one gets used to/works around the rain. (I mean, it is hardcore rain - soak you to the skin within 2 seconds kind of rain, splash-through-calf-deep-water kind of rain. But eventually it stops, and then the streets are bone dry within an hour or two.)
Volans - May 03, 2008 3:25:54 am PDT #7514 of 10001
move out and draw fire
I love Botswana, and we really tried to get posted there. That was before the AIDS rate was 95%. It's so depressing.
So part of the life weirdness continues - for those of you who don't read my blog, we discovered last week that the DH has a half-sister. Who lives about 2 hours away. Their mother is famously hard to find; we hadn't heard from her since the day Mal was born.
We tracked her down. She was thrilled to hear the news. Apparently since the advent of the Internets she's been trawling the adoption boards, seeing if there was any way to find her daughter.
Just got a note that she's flying out here next week to meet her daughter for the first time in 40+ years, and then she'll visit us and meet her grandson for the first time ever.