For the Pop Culturally Ignorant

Don't worry there isn't a problem with corruption in the Vancouver police department.


The Police are band who broke up in the mid-80s because they couldn't get along. Please don't take things so literally.

CBC is genius

So awesome to see a TV station that not only cares about ratings and revenue but also quality. Let's hope this will be a trend.

CBC-TV fine-tunes rating system - Guy Dixon, The Globe and Mail

"Known as PARC and detailed in a recent memo from CBC-TV executive vice-president Richard Stursberg to staff, the system gives all CBC shows a target number for their public value (P), expected audience (A), estimated revenues (R) and costs (C).

Public value is measured two ways: Shows are given a number on a 1-to-5 scale for their relative distinctiveness, and then audiences are surveyed to measure the shows' quality, Stursberg explained in an interview yesterday. He said this wasn't a response to any pressure from Ottawa to be more accountable but was a system he imposed to clarify the public broadcaster's goals in relation to its individual shows."

The Reigning Queen of Awesomeness

I bow to the aweseomeness of my sister, QWoP, on her prediction for America Next Top Model's winner. As promised, I would proclaim her greatness if she was right and I was wrong.

Skeletal Pop up

I lent a friend my laptop so she could edit some video. When she got it home and turned it on, an x-ray popped up and she could not get rid of it. A little creepy and confusing. The doctor gave me a CD of my x-rays and an examination program. I must have forgotten the CD in the drive.

The Beastie Boys might be onto something...

I let the students know that tomorrow my possible replacement will be teaching them a lesson. Reactions were not good at all. They are mostly upset that myself and many other teachers are not returning next year. One student described the situation as "No light at the end of the tunnel." Another student vowed to sabotage the lesson tomorrow. I was the teacher that taught him that losing his temper doesn't help anything. That is much more important than anything I could ever teach him in science.

The Preposturousness Continues

This is ridiculous. I helped interview a possible replacement for me last week. The director got the bright idea that the candidate should teach some lesson in several classes. Good idea in theory except I AM expected to prepare a lesson for her to teach. Wouldn't it be a good idea to see what she knows rather than what she can transmit?

Good News, Bad News

More than a month ago, I hurt my finger playing floor hockey. Of course being me, I didn't do anything about it.

About 10 days I went to the doctor with a considerable about of pain in my right pinky finger. The evening doctor was stuck in traffic so the nurse told me to put it in a splint. If it wasn't better in a week to come back and I would get x-rays.

Fast forward to Saturday when my finger was hurting even when it was in the splint. Before that it was pretty good. Sunday it was even worse and today on the way home from work I was nearly in tears.

The good news, as you can see, I do not have a fractured pinky. The bad news is I have a torn ligament that will take upwards of 3 months to heal. D'accord, d'accord.

Empty Open House

My school had its first ever open house and it was a rousing success with a total of 3 families showing up. The open house was 7 hours long so that works out to be about 0.43 fph.

Highlights from the day include:
- playing 2 student created games about the Soviet Union. (Surprisingly not a single questions about the proletariat or bourgeoisie.)
- on a dare shouting "I'm not from Toyko" at an unexpecting teacher. (Apparently I am such a random person she was completely unphased).
- laughing and nearly choking on a chicken wing
- Three Freudian slips (I read a question incorrectly: "Who was Rasputin and who did he do?")
- a lot of awesome conversation

Today was basically being paid to hang out with my friends. At least the day was not a complete waste.

Judging a Book by Its Cover

I love people watching. I love sitting from a distance and figuring out what is going on between two people. I think you figure out way more about what about relationships from not hearing a word. Actions speak louder than words, baby.

Enough of the preamble, the point of my story: I've been fascinated with two particular people lately. I noticed recently a male and female mirroring each others body language. The big question: who was mimicking who? I was too occupied at that time to figure it out what was exactly happening at the time. Overtime, I came to the conclusion that it was the female mirroring the male's actions. I think the female has a huge crush on the male but on further observation I don't think the feeling is reciprocated.

You may be thinking to yourself, why is Janny telling this vague story? If my conjectures are true, this is a HUGE thing. This is serious gossip that I am dying to tell but can't. Huge repercussions. I thought this was a good way to vent without telling tales. Sometimes I hate my own integrity.

Three Out of Four Ain't Bad

If you really want to look at it, I'm 11/12 in my NHL play-off prediction. I was not expecting New Jersey to play as poorly as they did. Oh well, still an impressive record.
I am having a hard time predicting the second round. A good prediction should be void of personal preference or emotion. The fact is that the remaining four teams are very strong and any could take it. It is strange there is no dark horse.
My dream final? Ottawa vs Detroit, with Detroit taking the Cup. Enough is enough -- Detroit needs to stop being the butt of playoff jokes. (Only second to Leaf jokes, we shan't be ridding ourselves of those anytime soon. ZING!)

Closing Pandora's Box

Pandora to restrict music service to U.S. listeners
Source: CBC.ca

You don't miss it unti it is gone

First it was the beoved period but I beat it into submission unti it returned. Now guess what etter doesn't want to work? Sometimes it does and sometimes it doesn't. I don't even notice it most of the time because the key does not hesitate. But the acking of it has taken me to some strange websites and made for some weird IM messages. I need a new aptop.

"'Tis but a scratch!"

Journey of a Fractured Pinkie
During a floor hockey game last month, some jerk hit me pretty hard with his stick. I'm a tough broad, I shook it off but I was pretty sore and bruised the next day. The littlest pressure even from writing or hole punching, I get bruised. Classic Janny: I help her team out and she ignores my pain. She is too busy to take care of her most valued player.

A week later, my pals and I were playing this crazy Korean pointing game. Janny was hitting me pretty hard on the table but she was having so much fun she ignored my pleading. I was in so much pain and I went numb. Janny was worried but hoped I would get better with time. I felt unloved.

A couple weeks went by, I was still numb but not in pain anymore. Foolishly, in attempt to occupy bored students, Janny taught them Jenkins Up. Jenkins Up, with me still numb? Is she mentally deficient or just sadistic? How could she put me through that? I have never been in so much pain in my entire life. I really left Janny know that I would not be ignored anymore.

She FINALLY took me to the doctor yesterday. The nurse told Janny to tape me up with a splint and if I'm not better by next week, I'll need X-rays. I feel better but every once in awhile I let Janny know how much she hurt me. This will not be forgotten anytime soon.

Doesn't Surprise Me

Gilmore Girls Has Been Canceled
Source: Eonline