28 February 2007

Soirée Alsacienne

Last night was the annual Soirée Alsacienne at Le Crocodile, one of my favorite restaurants here in Vancouver.

The menu, a very reasonable $58 prix fixe, included the following:

Tarte à l'Oignon
Consommé de Volaille au Foie Gras
Salade Frisée aux Foie de Volailles
Choucroute Garnie au Riesling
Mirabelle Sorbet
Feuilleté a la Poire Glacée Vanille Chaud Caramel

The tart wasn’t actually on the menu, but was served as an amuse-bouche. Onion tart has to be one of my favorite dishes.

The soup was really splendid. A rich full body and the small pieces of foie gras floating amongst the brunoise vegetables were full of flavour.

The salad was a huge hit with me – three beautifully crisp yet tender chicken livers surrounded a mound of escarole with a perfectly poached egg on time, garnished with tomato compote and sauced and dressed to perfection.

The choucroute was a marvel too. We took more than half of it home, as there was more food on those plates than we could reasonably (or even unreasonably) eat. Six kinds of meat atop some of the most subtly flavored and delicate choucroute I’ve eaten, including a Straßbourg sausage, a knackwurst, a smoked pork chop, a portion of pork belly, a very thick slice of smoked bacon, and a piece of pork hock. Steamed potatoes rounded out the overflowing plate.

The Mirabelle sorbet was delicious and enhanced by a little Mirabelle eau de vie poured on top.

Dessert was also sublime and simple. Thin slices of pear over a puff pastry base in a caramel sauce that was subtle and delicate, topped with honey-vanilla ice cream.

All of the above was accompanied by a bottle of 2002 Zind Humbrecht Riesling (Turckheim), and ultimately followed with a Siggolsheim Poire Williams as a digestif.

Le Crocodile continues to be one of my favorite dining experiences here in Vancouver.

Cat Surgery

My cat is about fifteen years old, and for the past eight of them, has had a chronic constipation problem. a variety of medications and other nostrums have kept him more or less under control, but every eighteen months or so he needed to be taken to the vet to be, um, emptied.

It was a messy and expensive process, and as pleasant for the vet as it was for my wallet. However, the cat's a part of my family and whatever he needs, he gets.

Over the past ten weeks or so, he's been plugged up three times, the most recent being yesterday when I took him in again, and the vet and I agreed it was time - major surgery would be required, and a bowel resection was done on him to remove his colon.

The operation went well, the cat's in good shape, and he should be home tomorrow or Friday.

I can't help but think that if I were in a similar situation, I would probably have had to wait three months or more to get a similar surgery for myself given the state of waiting lists for surgical procedures. On the other hand, it also wouldn't cost around $3K...

25 February 2007

Auction Fever

I'm a fan of the Comedian Harmonists. I own a number of CD's of their music, and probably have most of their repertoire in my collection.

I check eBay once in a while to browse and when I do, I always check if there's anything new under "comedian harmonists". Just recently, the autographed photo below was offered for sale.



Comedian Harmonists
(from left: Robert Biberti, Erich Collin, Erwin Bootz, Roman Cycowski, Harry Frommermann, Ari Leschnikoff)


The photo is well known - it's the one you'll find in Wiki for instance. An autographed copy would be very rare indeed. The photo was being sold through eBay's "Live Auctions" by a company in Ohio. They had a pre-auction estmate of $75-100 with an opening bid of $40, so I put in a modest bid (considering US$ exchange, shipping, my current budget for frivolous purchases, and the 22.5% buyers premium).

Apparently I need not have bothered to strain myself - the winning bid? $380.

Ouch.

20 February 2007

Pedalling for MS

Last August, I rode in my first ever bike tour to sponsor multiple sclerosis. It was a 60km bicycle ride, and I did it in 2h49m.

It's an annual fundraiser for MS and I managed to raise just over $1,000.

This year, I've signed up again, and I want to beat both my time from last year, and also beat my fundraising total.

So, if you're willing to make a charitable donation (you get the tax receipt, I get the exercise) to MS, please click on this link to the the MS Bike Tour and consider donating $25 or more.

Thanks!

18 February 2007

Appreciating Schoenberg

One of the books I bought as research material for my Kandinsky paper is called Schoenberg, Kandinsky, and the Blue Rider, which is actually a catalog from a museum exhibit, but it includes five lengthy essays on the two men, plus a bonus CD that has performances of Schoenberg's music that was played at the 1911 concert that enraptured Kandinsky.

I knew very little of Schoenberg up to this point, but I did know that he had a reputation of having music that was cerebral - that is, if Mozart is pleasant and easy to listen to, Schoenberg is something you need to think about. A lot of his music was, at the time, highly experimental, atonal, and he also dabbled with a 12 note scale rather than the standard 8.

In short, I found his music remarkably likable. It is cerebral, but I quite enjoyed it. When I mentioned this to my wife, she expressed mild surprise but once she thought about it, "but then I forget that you really like [Tangerine Dream and other, mostly German, electronic/synthesiser composers like Klaus Schulze]".

And that's when the penny dropped - Schoenberg definitely fits into that mold in the musical continuum, in terms of cerebral sound.

At least for me.

Going from Gold to Silver

So the medico my doc sent me too runs something called a Met-Syn program - short for Metabolic Syndrome. My only risk factor is the weight, all my other indicators (bloodwork = excellent, blood pressure = perfectly normal, cardiovascular response = excellent, strength and coordination = fine, etc etc... I'm the fittest fat man I know...).

Their schtick is they have a very extensive assessment (at $250, thankfully fully billable to extended benefits, it had better be) and then they have you join "the program". Now, the program is, looking at it from a detached point of view, working out at their mini-gym three times a week while they put you through an all cardio workout and keep tabs of everything and monitor your progress with the assistance of a heart rate monitor.

One of the reasons I posted my little comment about time management myths the other day is that I don't see being able to get to the facility (only 10km away, but in about the most inconvenient place you could imagine relative to work, daycare, and my home) without either sucking up that 90 minutes of family time in the evening, or making it exceedingly awkward to get back home in time to take my daughter to her wonderful family daycare; said morning program is from 6:30-7:30am.

So, huzzah, there's a "silver" program that's only twice a week. I said I'd try it, and my first morning's tomorrow - but, and this is a big but, if all the workout at their facility turns out to be is a glorified cardio workout attuned to my key heart rate on ye olde heart rate monitor, then I'm not going to stick with it - I have a YWCA membership, and if all that I really need to do is go more often, then so be it.

After all, I know what all my key heart rate target zones are, I know my food plan works (restarted last week and lost 3lbs already) and my solution of brining lots of fruit to the office to nosh on instead of the endless parade of donuts, cookies, pizza etc works brilliantly.

It's not the money for the program - between my wife and I the extended health benefits will reimburse me for it - it's the time and aggravation to get there, especially when I can get to the Y, work out for an hour, and be home by 7:45am. I can't do that with the MetSyn program.

I'll go tomorrow, but if it doesn't work out in terms of getting me home on time, then I'll have to persuade them to either work out something with me where they can advise and monitor me via the heart rate monitor records and checking in regularly.

If not, oh well. It was still time and money well spent, and knowing what I need to do is more than half the battle. I also know what supports I need, and I can find those as needed (the YW has lots of personal trainers who can advise me, not as well as the MetSyn guys, but a good coach is a good coach).

13 February 2007

Time Management Myths

I was comparing notes with my friend at work about so-called work-life balance. We're in similar situations - married, one child, both parents working.

Let me add also that one area that is always highlighted on my performance evaluations is time management, as in, I'm exceedingly good at it (or at least that's the perception my manager has).

So why is it that M and I are both perpetually feeling gassed? Well, I did a time inventory to see what my "time vampires" might be, and here's what it comes down to.

In my house, we get up around 6:30am (I get up at 5 on Tuesdays and Thursdays to go to the Y). By the time we get everyone showered and fed and dressed to go, we're out the door by 8. I drop my daughter off with her wonderful family daycare people and get to the office around 8:30 most days. I'm here until about 5. I pick up my daughter on the way home and if we don't have a quick shopping stop we're home by 5:30. My wife gets in around the same time.

Then we have dinner (I do 99.44% of the cooking in our household), usually around 6:30, and then after dinner until 7:30-8:00ish is family time.

After family time, the bedtime routine starts - story, bath, pj's, more stories, sleep. My wife cuddles our daughter to sleep at night, and if she's lucky, she's out by 9:30. I usually catch up on email or zone out with internet surfing in the interim, although I try to make more productive use of that time (like, reading the Kandinsky-Schoenberg correspondences for my thesis paper).

So, between 9:30 and betime, usually 11pm unless we're really lucky, my darling wife and I are doing domestica - dishes, laundry, lunches for the next day, giving the cat his pills, etc...

I'd manage my free time much better - if I actually had any.

11 February 2007

Plus ca change

Once upon a time, about December 2003, I developed what I called the R Food Plan. It worked. In 12 months I'd lost 56lbs. At the peak of its efficiency 14 months after I'd started, I'd lost 60lbs.

Well, I wish I could say that they'd stayed off.

Last week I went for a physical and my doctor read me the riot act. And, well, I deserved it. Of the 60 I'd taken off, 35 had come back in the past 24 months.

But at least I'm still 25 down from where I started. And quite frankly, given the stress of the past 24 months, I'm surprised I didn't put on more. See, when I'm under a lot of stress, I eat. And it's not that I eat more helpings of terrine de foie gras at Le Crocodile or twice as much roast chicken and vegetables at home - no, I reach to the common table behind my cubicle for some of the endless parade of bagels, cookies, doughnuts, pizza lunches and other junk.

Still, last week was a needed wake up call. I've always struggled with my weight, but sticking to my food plan means I keep my weight steady, and if I exercise more than the twice a week I always do, I actually lose weight.

So this is me saying that I plan to get the gut back off. My doctor sent me off to a medico who specializes in putting together programs; I can get professional advice and whatever additional support I need. Knowing what I need to do (stick to the RFP and exercise at least as much as I currently do if not more) is a good start, but nothing beats having a "coach" who can help you keep accountable to yourself.

I have a long ways to being as fit as I was when I moved to Vancouver in February of 1998 (the fittest I'd ever been, but I' was a total gym junkie at the time), but getting back to where I was 24 months ago would be a good start.

07 February 2007

Aloha

Last week I was in Hawaii on a much needed vacation. My parents took me and my family on a cruise with them.

Hawaii was wonderful. I got a tan, the weather was gorgeously sunny (I'm obviously heliotropic).

My favorite island was Kauai - there are chickens everywhere - beautiful Bantams. It was very amusing to be splashing around in a lagoon full of beautiful tropical fish and then hearing cock-a-doodle-doo!

We were on a seven day cruise with Norweigan Cruise Lines. While I can't say I'm sold on the cruise experience, it was a fun way to see what Hawaii has to offer.

Applause for Steve Jobs

I love my iPod (the first piece of tech in years that I've been really excited about) and one complaint I've heard from people is tht they don't like them because they can only use an iPod for music they buy off iTunes.

Well, Steve Jobs writes a very interesting open letter on Apple's website on this very topic - here's the link: http://www.apple.com/ca/hotnews/thoughtsonmusic/

Mozart and Well Beyond

I recently ordered Mozart and Well Beyond from CD Baby.

There are a lot of classical discs out there spanning the entire continuum of bad to great, but much of the time you either get a greatest hits compilation or the insert-generic-orchestra-here plays insert-popular-symphony here.

This CD is splendid on several levels.

First, Sweeney is obviously a passionate devotee of his craft. His playing is rich and nuanced and really brings the emotions of his selected pieces to the fore.

Second, Sweeney really did his listeners a service by including some modern compositions along with his beautifully rendered Mozart piece.

Third, it's lovely to see a CD where the focus is on the bassoon; the bassoon has an unmistakable sound, but it's not very often the central instrument.

I would highly recommend this CD to two kinds of people: the first is the classical devotee looking for something different (bassoon Mozart); the second would be those who want to expand their listening experience beyond what is traditionally available (Sharman, Mozetich, Welsh).

20 January 2007

CD Baby, I Love You Too

Now that I'm firmly a member of the iPod generation and my collection is mostly on my Mac's iTunes library, I listen to music more than I have in years, but at the same time don't often buy a CD any more.

I usually buy one or two at the Vancouver Folk Festival if there's an act that particularly inspires me; that didn't happen in 2006, but I bought 4 the year before. I'll also always buy the latest from a few select performers whenever they put out something new, Al Stewart for instance.

Beyond that, between iTunes, my increasing interest in classical music (bred in part from my academic pursuits, in part by my taking up bel canto singing) and my general disinterest in the vast majority of what's playing on the top 40 airwaves these days, I might buy a few CDs a year.

Rodney Sharman, my favorite professor, is also a composer - indeed, it is better stated that he is a composer who also teaches at SFU as a sessional instructor. When I talked to him about my papers the other night, I mentioned that through various circumstances I had not yet managed to hear anything he'd done, including missing a premiere of a flute and piano piece on the 12th when everyone in my house was down with some bug or another.

He asked me if I liked Mozart, which for the most part I do, and recommended a CD called "Mozart and Well Beyond", recorded by Michael Sweeney, bassoonist for the Toronto Symphony. In addition to a Mozart piece, it includes three modern pieces, including one by Rodney. Following all the links to purchase the CD took me to the site for CD Baby.

The transaction was completed with the usual internet shopping efficiency and I thought little more of it until I got my email to confirm the order. First off, the from name was "CD Baby Loves [L'Etat]". The top part of the message was the usual transaction log (item, price, net total), but then the rest of it was brilliant:
Your CD has been gently taken from our CD Baby shelves with
sterilized contamination-free gloves and placed onto a satin pillow.

A team of 50 employees inspected your CD and polished it to make sure
it was in the best possible condition before mailing.

Our packing specialist from Japan lit a candle and a hush fell over
the crowd as he put your CD into the finest gold-lined box that money
can buy.

We all had a wonderful celebration afterwards and the whole party
marched down the street to the post office where the entire town of
Portland waved 'Bon Voyage!' to your package, on its way to you, in
our private CD Baby jet on this day, Thursday, January 18th.

I hope you had a wonderful time shopping at CD Baby. We sure did. Your picture is on our wall as 'Customer of the Year'. We're all
exhausted but can't wait for you to come back to CDBABY.COM!!

Thank you once again,

Derek Sivers, president, CD Baby
the little CD store with the best new independent music
phone: 1-800-448-6369 email: cdbaby@cdbaby.com
http://cdbaby.com
Well, that was probably one of the funniest things I've read in a long time, and it led me to go back to the site to check them out in more detail.

They have a great collection of stuff based on my idle browsing. I particularly like the Flavor section of the site, which has suggestions based on an astonishing array of fun categories. For instance, under the "Match Your Mood" rubric, they have a category for "Sick of all Normal Music", described as "Sick of music? Tired of verse/chorus pop songs, major/minor keys, 4/4 rhythms, or ANYthing predictable? I know the feeling. These CDs defy any expectations, and blow your mind wide open."

This is a site after my own heart, and I'll definitely be shopping there again. They're also down in Portland, OR, so now I have two reasons to go (the other being Powell's Books).

11 January 2007

Focus

One of the features of the "new" version of blogger is it tells you how many posts your blog has. This will be number 100. So, in honor of #100, some meandering chat about goals and positivity.

This morning at the gym, the cycling class instructor asked us about New Year's resolutions, and mentioned she's already broken two. I had to chuckle a little, because I remember the last time I made a New Year's resolution - it was 1978, and the resolution was to no longer make New Year's resolutions. So far, I've stuck to that quite successfully. After all, if something's worth doing, then why not resolve to do it regardless of what the calendar says?

Recently, I took a one-day "How to give presentations" course through work. The instructor, Bruna, was fabulous. She added me to her mailing list and sent out a link to a wonderful article she wrote on the power of thinking positively.

The article brought to mind my "life plan" document, which was the product of a lot of introspection and hard work during a philosophy class I took in the fall of 2003.

My life plan gives me focus. It's not something etched in stone, it's just an electronic document that I've printed out and I carry it with me. Every once in a while, I'll pull it out and have a look - sometimes it's to remind me what I've written down as important, sometimes to make little edits or notes. I update it once in a while as goals I've set for myself have either been completed or have dropped off my personal list of ThingsIHopeToAccomplish(tm).

Now, I'm not going to share my life plan per se, but I will share the elements that put it all together. It's a two page document (one double sided page).

The top left has a photo of me. It happens to be from last April when I was on business trip in Paris enjoying a moment in the sun at the Rodin museum. To the right is a paragraph that I would describe as my global outlook on life - it's quite positive (and for those who know me well, that should come as no surprise).

Following that is a statement of my intrinsic values. What I think makes me, well, me!

Those two things are actually the hardest parts of the entire document. It requires that you do that navel gazing introspection that most of us are absolutely loathe to do. The mirror isn't always pretty.

The next section is the meat of the document. It lists my currently most important goals in a variety of categories. Before listing any goals, one need to do a personal "inventory" for each category. It's quite possible you don't have any specific goals in a given category at the moment.

The categories, briefly, are...
  • moral goals - what kind of life do you want to lead, ethically speaking?
  • spiritual goals - do you believe in a higher power (like the Flying Spaghetti Monster, say)?
  • love goals - are you happier single or in a relationship, and what should that look like?
  • friendship goals - what kinds of people do you want as friends, and what kind of friend are you?
  • education goals - formal or informal, what makes you want to fire up your brain?
  • career goals - what kind of work do you want to do? and what's holding you back?
  • leisure goals - what do you do for fun that lets you recharge your batteries and gives you a sense of accomplishment?
  • health goals - super fit or couch potato? Or somewhere in between?
  • economic goals/consumption level - do you crave endless amounts of money or are you happy with less? are you filling the world with more krap from Wal*Mart or do you have more minimalist expectations around stuff?
  • place-of-residence goals - happy with your condo, or do you want a mansion with servants?
  • political goals - vote? run for office? speak out about issues you're passionate about?
  • autonomy goals - leader or part of the herd?
My goals have shifted over time. Some have been accomplished and have been replaced by other things. Some have been dropped as I've decided to do something else instead. Keeping a written list has been an interesting experience. There's an immense satisfaction in crossing off accomplishments, and an equally immense one in saying "phooey! I don't want to do that after all."

The next section is "my rules for sane living". I only have seven, and I should probably edit them down to four.

Finally, I have a long list of things that bring me pleasure, including simple things like eating a ripe pear from the tree in my back yard. I have about half a dozen categories.

It's a great tool. Even I feel like I'm in a rut sometimes. Focus is a good thing.

In closing, a great quote, courtest of Bruna:
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, who am I to be brilliant, talented, and fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be?" - Marianne Williamson
I have that printed and posted at my desk at work.

03 January 2007

Ready?


Simon Fraser University, where I am a grad student at the moment, has decided to change their crest. The current crest is over on the right.

For various reasons, they are taking out the crosses on either side of the book and replacing them with more books; the new crest will have three books across the top. According to an article on the 27th on canada.com, "Gill [VP external relations] explained the crosses, combined with the fact the university is named in honour of a person (explorer Simon Fraser), has led ''foreign cultures'' to mistakenly conclude the university is ''a private religious university, as opposed to a provincial institution.''

For my part, I don't mind the change. However, while I was dining solo at Risty's yesterday, I picked up the Friday Province and was browsing through idly when I saw a letter to the editor (this is where I learned about the planned change to the crest).

The letter, written by someone claiming to be a current student at SFU, was of the usual knee-jerk reaction to any form of change, with the opening line of "SFU's mandate is as a provincial learning institution, and it has been primarily funded by provincial dollars"; but what amused me the most was the notion that the change dishonored the entire current crest, right down to the latin motto.

This is where I had to laugh out loud. The motto on the SFU crest says "Nous Sommes Pret".

I don't think the writer is "pret" to graduate yet.


19 December 2006

Pointless Quizzes Amuse Me V




You Are Best Described By...



Farbstudie Quadrate

By Wassily Kandinsky

Things My Prof Told Me

After taking six courses, there are three ways to finish your MA in Liberal Studies at SFU. First is to take one more elective and then a graduation seminar, known as the "capstone" course. Second is to do a major project; it must be academically based, but can (and has) take many forms. Third and final is to write to extended thesis papers (25 plus pages each). These latter two options require approval of your proposed project/papers.

When I first started GLS, I had planned all along to do the coursework and go the capstone route, but this semester just past, I thought I'd see about writing two papers instead.

As it happens, my Avant Garde prof is also head of the department, and so I met with her last night to discuss my possible papers.

Things my prof told me:
  • she usually doesn't encourage students to got the papers route; in fact, she paid me a high compliment, saying that she wished all her students would write as well and clearly as I did. She thinks my writing two papers would be great.
  • she thinks my Kandinsky paper (that I wrote for the course) would be a fine starting point for one of my thesis papers. Furhter, she said that Kandinsky is a hard artist to understand and that I seem to really comprehend what he was all about.
  • she would like to see my Kandinsky paper published once it's done, even it's "only" (her wording) for the department's journal, but the implication is she would like to see it in an academic journal somewhere.
She also said that she wants me to be done by the end of 2007. Well, if all goes according to plan, I should be able to do that. One paper on Kandinsky, and one on Death in Venice, and we're off to the races.

Pointless Quizzes Amuse Me IV

You Should Get a PhD in Liberal Arts (like political science, literature, or philosophy)

You're a great thinker and a true philosopher.
You'd make a talented professor or writer.

30 November 2006

Coffee

Welcome to the end week three of "no more coffee" for me. On my trip back from Hattiesburg/New Orleans, I drank a lot of coffee on the plane. And then the next morning with breakfast, I had two large mugs. And then when we went shopping, we stopped in at our favourite coffee shop, and I had a cappucino.

And I felt absolutely rotten. Over-jittered, nauseous... It was bad.

So I gave up morning coffee. And aside from a few minor withdrawal headaches the first few days, I've been just fine. It's not the caffeine - I've been drinking lots of tea. I suspect the acidity of coffee and I just don't mix well anymore.

I haven't completely abandoned coffee, but it's a treat drink as opposed to a regular beverage now. And that works fine for me.

27 November 2006

Pointless Quizzes Amuse Me III

You scored as Storyteller. The Storyteller is in it for the plot: the sense of mystery and the fun of participating in a narrative that has the satisfying arc of a good book or movie. He enjoys interacting with well-defined NPCs, even preferring antagonists who have genuine motivations and personality to mere monsters. To the Storyteller, the greatest reward of the game is participating in a compelling story with interesting and unpredictable plot threads, in which his actions and those of his fellow characters determine the resolution.

With apologies to Robin Laws.

Storyteller

80%

Character Player

60%

Casual Gamer

55%

Tactician

50%

Weekend Warrior

50%

Specialist

40%

Power Gamer

20%

What RPG Player (Not Character) Type Are You?
created with QuizFarm.com

26 November 2006

A Night at the Opera

Last night was the first of the 2006/07 season of the Vancouver Opera, and we went to see Verdi's Macbeth.

It was an absolutely wonderful production. They used some "holographic" display technology for the sets to wonderful effect (the assassination of Banquo in particular stands out for me), the orchestra played splendidly, and the lead bass-baritone playing Macbeth, Greer Grimsley, was fantastic - he had an aria in the fourth act which generated a roar of spontaneous applause.

At the end of the show, when everyone was taking their curtain calls, even the orchestra stood up and applauded Grimsley.

A fantastic opening night, and a most excellent start to the season.

On an amusing note, it's been snowing here in Vancouver almost constantly since about 5pm yesterday, and the Skytrain downtown was packed solid both to and from the opera, as not only was there a Canucks game on, but also the delayed Rolling Stones concert.

The snow doesn't look like it's going to be stopping any time soon either.