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I’ve been being tired. For a lot of reasons, but I’m just tired. I’m not going to let that stop me.

There’s a new dog in the house. Right now, we’re just trying to decide if he should stay. The dog, a half-Boston Bull Terrier, half-Pug, was a gift to The Lovely One from her father. Can we handle a dog? Is it a good idea? Is the dog what’s made my left eye suddenly turn red and irritated?

I am wildly ambivalent about the dog. I like dogs in general, and this one in specific seems remarkably good-natured, and he looks hilarious (in a good way). As a dog for The Lovely One, he’s probably ideal: unintimidatingly small, very loving (unlike the insane cat), and cute. For me, well, I have long mused about the idea of a dog, and the attraction for me is an excuse to go for long walks (the dog doesn’t know it, but I’ve been working him through some interval training and mild endurance increases) and bike rides with Johnny the dog, and the opportunity to prove that I can actually get a dog to obey me consistently. But that’s not a good reason for The Lovely One to have a dog, y’see.

There’s also the issue of Inside or Outside. This dog is too small and badly insulated to be an outside dog. But The Lovely One is unwilling to let the cat and dog…meet. That means the dog would get occasional day passes to the house when the cat is sleeping in the bedroom, and there’s an odd scheme in the works for the dog to stay at the in-laws’ house during the day. I am skeptical.

We didn’t go to the Storeyum on the weekend because we were tired. And I’m behind on several projects, everything from changing something big on this site to re-spoking a wheel. So what did I do last night? Walked the dog, made a fire.

I should write something about the election here, right? Barring a recount reversal, the Liberals got denied their Lib-NDP working majority, which means there won’t be a huge leftward skew left. Except, of course, that the BQ is philosophically left-leaning, and would probably be quite happy to tacitly support any manner of leftward social policy, leaving the Conservatives out in the cold. I think there are several ways for Martin to govern, but invited to make a prediction earlier, I guessed that it would take 36 months for us to return to the polls. But that’s a guess, and a not very informed one. Elsewhere, I also guessed that the seat count would be 111-110 for the Conservatives. That wasn’t right.

I think my politics postings are less interesting than my other postings. So let’s finish on a cycling note: I’m skipping my race tonight, but there’s a tiny chance I’ll do the Yaletown Grand Prix. Meanwhile, I need to work on plugging more rides into the system. I seem to be at some sort of peace with my equipment right now, though: aside from neglecting maintenance, I don’t feel a compelling need to upgrade any of my bikes. No plans for a new full-suspension super dirt bike, no unrestrained lusting after a hot new road bike (the restrained lusting continues apace). But I just need to go on more long rides. And hills. And stop eating two desserts.

I have to cut back a bit on my food intake, but being back in full stride with my cycling again will help. The Liberal candidate in my riding, Dave Haggard, has been standing on the busiest intersection of my daily commute twice so far. He comes out with an entourage to hold signs and wave, classic “barbershopping” technique. Pity poor Steve McClurg, NDP candidate in the same riding. Yesterday he was also barbershopping, but was pitifully alone, a fact emphasized that while he was on the corner holding one sign, there was nobody else to hold up the two other signs propped up beside him. I suspect Conservative MP Paul Forseth is quite safe in the slightly revised riding, but I’ll go out and vote Monday evening regardless. It looks like this year the election results will not be tape-delayed to prevent Westerners from understanding reality before their polls close. Ironically, this may be the first election in quite some time that will not be remotely decided before the B.C. polls close.

The riding goes on. The tendon pain does not. The Lovely One encouraged a massive cleanup of the backyard Wednesday night, which is to say, I had to put my bikes in the shed. It looks better for doing it. But I have to get back to my projects.

Weird and muggy today. But not too hot for the ride home. I was at Lougheed Mall at the same time as the express bus. It finally caught up with me just as I got one block from home. That’s a pretty quick trip.

Going to the Storyeum on the weekend. We have to go because the slogan is, “it’s story time.”

Thanks to a new technology I’m working with on this blog, this paragraph will be a personalized message for each reader of my blog. Let me know if there are any bugs. Hi, Heather: how are you and Karl doing? I should be in your neighbourhood for the Yaletown Grand Prix next Wednesday; hope to see you guys there.

Isn’t the future fun?

But not entirely.

First of all, that post that was dated today was actually e-mailed on Thursday. Let that be a warning to me about e-mail posting. Sorry for the inconvenience.

Second of all, I had a nice weekend, in which Father’s Day figured prominently. After a nice Sunday night dinner at the always-popular cross-cultural experience that is Mr. Ho Wonton House. Szechuan Ginger Beef and Sweet & Sour Pork, I know you are culturally inauthentic and specially tuned white-boy fantasies of a true Asian experience, but I love you nonetheless. Not that there’s anything wrong with that.

Ahem. Mostly political. Note that there’s some rude language in this post. I promise: nothing you haven’t heard in a movie starring the Governor of California, but saltier than I usually strive for. Don’t let your kids read this.

Okay, I thought I’d give a completely value-neutral rundown of the upcoming Canadian federal election, because I am of course completely unbiased!

Stop Laughing.

There’s so many fun choices to be made this year. I don’t really want to talk about the horse-race aspects of the race (“It’s Harper and Martin neck-and-neck! And at the line–tune in next Monday for the stunning conclusion!”) I also think what I have to say here is probably a bit obvious (I’m thinking of writing a regular entry titled “Two Weeks Late” in which I talk about some news event a few weeks after it happens, once the story has actually been teased into something like a final shape. Consider this entry a prototype). But enough weaselling.

First, let’s leave aside the Bloc. They act as a nice left-nationalist party of regional alienation for Quebec, as well as the only non-Liberal party Quebecers show any interest in voting for. Fine and dandy, and the fact that the Liberals are losing badly in Quebec is going to have interesting ramifications for who gets to be the government, but that’s a horse-race question of little interest of those of us who have no opportunity to vote for the Bloc, despite the efforts of one man.

Second, let’s leave aside the Green Party. My very sweet, sincere, lovely, schoolteaching aunt was musing over Sunday’s dinner about why the Greens didn’t get to be in on the debate. Colby Cosh wrote a whole column about this, and he’s highly paid to be articulate and funny. So go read that. But my shorter take on that question is this: debates tend towards an inverse of utility as the number of participants increases. If you want to see some real doozys, go to an all-candidates meeting in a riding with some really good fringe candidates (I highly recommend the Marxist-Leninists for a nice combination of anger and complete disconnection from history and reality). I once got to see Svend Robinson and a Natural Law Party candidate on the same stage. And interestingly, the NLP that year made the same claim of legitimacy that the Greens are this year: they ran candidates in a lot of ridings. And the NLP picked up the same number of seats as the Greens have a shot at this year.

It’s not like it’s impossible for a small party to win a seat in Parliament and turn itself into a significant political force without first getting in on a televised debate. It has happened quite recently

Now, for the first meaty party, one I could vote for and which will almost certainly win some seats: the NDP.

I have a deep and abiding distrust of the NDP, because I am a confirmed fiscal conservative, and a rather serious social conservative. Having been represented by the seemingly-immortal Svend Robinson from the time he was elected until I ultimately moved out of the riding in 2000, I experienced a guilt-ridden tingle of schadenfreude at hearing that he would not be standing for re-election. Because he stole a ring. Insert Gollum joke here. A weird end for a weird MP. But while we’re on the topic, what room is left for the Green Party to be greener than the NDP? And it’s not like on other issues the Greens are some sort of enviro-libertarians: they’re basically a pretty standard bunch of socialists (hey, some of my friends are godless socialists, so don’t think that’s some sort of slur) with a flowery logo. It might have been true at one time that the NDP wasn’t green enough to satisfy the eco-fixated, but green-ness has been overtaken by the paired issues that we’re all green now (I remember when you didn’t sort your trash. My kids will wonder what I am talking about. Then again, they won’t know what pinball was. Silly kids).

About the most dispassionate thing I can say about the NDP is that they have long served as the social conscience of the Liberal party, and its primary source of ideas until the rise of the Reform Party. Even now, the NDP seems to be “Liberals in a Hurry” when it comes to social policy, notably everybody’s favourite election issue, gay marriage.

Okay, let’s do the Liberals next. They’re fun.

Pity Paul Martin. You know how Clinton’s internal motto was “It’s the economy, stupid”? I think Paul Martin would like to run on, “The economy, you fucking idiots!”

And you can see his point. It turns a knife in my western-alienated guts to admit this, but Martin’s fiscal leadership has been a model of fiscal probity by recent Canadian standards, and he stands as some kind of noble anti-Trudeau. We should find some rose garden somewhere, pave it, and erect a small statue of Martin holding a balanced ledger. Paid for by private subscription, please.

Oh, we can argue about how Mulroney laid the groundwork by introducing the GST, (which the Liberals won an election on, and then kept) or we can point out that Martin was a tax-and-spend kind of guy who happened to know to tax more and spend less and he got lucky with the economy, but the fact remains: he balanced the books, and good on him. I hope the Conservatives take that as a key benchmark by which to judge their budgets.

Too bad for Martin about the cumulative Grit scandals that completely undermined any sense that Liberals could be trusted with tax dollars, eh? His “shocked, shocked!” (thanks, Jim) reaction to the sponsorship scandal was one of those classic moments in which you had to figure out whether Martin was a lying bastard for pretending not to know, or an incompetent boob for actually not knowing (with Alfonso Gagliano, it might have been both). It was a Kobayashi Maru for Martin, and he was no Captain Kirk. Or Jean Chretien.

An aside on the comparision of the two: I love best Andrew Coyne’s formulation. The difference between Martin and Chretien is that Chretien got away with things because he was “utterly without shame.”

Yeah, there’s something to aspire to. The Liberal bums are likely to be thrown out because the scandals of their making are the kind which make the citizenry throw the bums out. It eats at the idea that you can trust these guys with your tax dollars.

And now pity the poor Conservatives. They not only don’t want to run on social policy, they not only barely have any social policy, under Stephen Harper their internal motto is probably “any backbencher who initiates a private member’s bill on abortion will be crucified.” No, really. The dirty secret that nobody will tell you about Harper’s secret social agenda is that he left the Reform party to run the National Citizen’s Coalition for a while because he felt Reform was too populist and not spending enough time on fiscal issues.

In a way, that makes Paul Martin the Liberal leader that Stephen Harper created. Beautiful, isn’t it? Harper is a major force goading the Liberal party into a major rightward shift on fiscal policy, which has the effect of elevating Paul Martin, Jr. to the fore of the party thanks to his impressive stint as Finance Minister. Then, with Jean Chretien out of the way despite his best attempts to derail his obvious successor, Martin has to face Harper, who was substantially responsible for making the Liberals elevate a man like Martin. And he may lose.

Dress that plot up with costumes and it’s Julius Caesar. Or Batman and The Joker.

So I’m a right-wing so-and-so, and my wish is for party that was socially more conservative than the Conservatives, and while I like the Conservative plan to dump corporate subsidies at the same time as they lower corporate taxes, I’m still further out on the pay-the-debt, drop-the-taxes, shrink-government end of fiscal policy than most Canadians, and probably even the Tories themselves. So I’ll hold my nose and reluctantly…oh, what a cop-out. Paul Martin would have to hold his nose to vote for half the Liberal candidates, and Harper probably feels the same about half the Conservatives. Jack Layton? He likes everyone. And the extremely strong party discipline in the NDP means that every candidate except possibly their Catholic priest has to vote exactly the same way on everything.

Maybe even more interesting than what this election is about (see “bums, throwing out,” and “scandalrama”), is what this election has not been about. Abortion, as an issue, has been a ridiculous farce, almost entirely concocted by media questioning in the face of no evidence that any party in this country wants to do anything serious about the issue (we’re basically looking at three parties which have all taken the Kang Position on abortion).

It has also not been about fiscal policy, suprisingly enough. Well, Martin’s surprised. But by calling an election basically halfway through the revelation of Adscam, he had it coming. This wasn’t like Mulroney’s snap election call on a free trade agreement which was basically in an comprehensible form when he visited the G-G; this was, as far as I can tell, entirely tactical timing dictated by catching the Conservatives as unprepared as possible, and in the hopes of nipping the scandal before it bloomed. Alas for Martin, he has not come up roses. The scandal bloomed, and it is, like the notorious Rafflesia flower, large and stinky.

Finally, let’s take a moment to admire our country. Whatever the voting outcome, this will be another moment of nice, boring democracy in our country. Possibly there will be a change of government, perhaps there will be a minority government, and perhaps the Bloc will do very well and take that as a cue to behave like utter jerks for a bunch more years. But whatever happens in the end, Canada won’t have installed an idiot dictator, a despotic demagogue, or anything but a committed democrat. Because I think that’s a label we can apply to any of the major federal party leaders. I may think the Liberals sail rather close to the wind at times, but when it comes time to open the ballot boxes, the count will be about as fair as it can be, and that’s an awfully important thing if you want to be a functional democracy.

Edit: “fiscal probity” has now replaced “opprobrium” where I was talking about Paul Martin’s tenure as treasurer. That is, he was rather good, not rather bad. I regret the error. Thanks keith.

This is mostly a test post, but I did have fun doing my lunchtime fix-your-bike workshop today. I think it went well, though it was not nearly as organized as it should have been. I blame the instructor. Hm.

After struggling with my Achilles tendonitis for most of the early part of the season, I started listening to my ankles, watched my pedal stroke on the bike, and realized my cleats were ridiculously out of line. I was pedaling pigeon-toed.

Adjusted cleats, cue major improvement. I’m stoked. I’m going to tear legs off next Tuesday, you watch.

I’m just testing a new trick with Blogger: e-mail blogging. Also, I seem to have a feed, now.

Isn’t that pretty? The Feedburner feed is supposed to magically adapt to any feed-reader out there, Atom or RSS, so give it a shot and let me know if it works.

Update: argh. I think I know how to fix what went wrong.

Ah, where did the weekend go?

I didn’t do anything all weekend. Well, I went to Daiso, the Aberdeen Centre’s anchor tenant. $2 for anything in the store, but with a Japanese twist! What does that mean? Well, $2 metric speed wrenches for one thing, and a lot more cheap ashtrays than you would expect. Also, strange foodstuffs!

No joke, the Aberdeen Centre in Richmond has a really neat fountain. First, it’s pretty big, probably about 20 m long and 6 m wide. But while I was waiting for The Lovely One and her mother to finish shopping, the fountain went into full long-form musical dancing waters mode, a production that was at least 15 minutes long, shot water up three stories, had several musical movements, and pretty moving water and light effects. Hey, maybe it was the sensory deprivation sensation you got from being in a mall where, outside of the stores, this was the only notable feature. But I was transfixed.

The history of the mall is pretty crazy. It opened in 1989, but they obviously weren’t happy, so they tore the whole thing down and rebuilt it. Now, it’s the Mall of the Future, to look at it. Very pretty, not too many stores yet, and my not-easily-impressed father-in-law commented on the quality of the floor tilework.

But note to the owners: put some places to sit down, darnit! Coquitlam Centre figured this out: they have sofas and easy chairs about every 150 feet in the major mallways, and they’re lovely. They even have a lounge area with two big TVs and lots of couches, basically so you have a place to park husbands and children. After getting bored with Daiso, the only place to site that wasn’t in the food court was the edge of the fountain. Backless marble…not very friendly.

Okay, mall critiques sound daffy. But my tendons are feeling a bit better. I’ll try an extended ride to UBC and most of the way back tonight. Won’t that be nice?

I feel I should comment a little on the federal election right now: the Liberals, and I’m saying this completely objectively [yeah right] have the stink of fear about their campaign right now. And while Steven Harper scares me considerably less than Vuvuc, my evil cat, even the Conservative ads make his visage look just a tetch unreal. I figured it out: through some sad quirk of hair and facial features, I think he falls into the Uncanny Valley!

Seriously, though: stink of fear. And death. The Liberals are showing an attractive desperation. I think their internal polling shows them on the kind of slide that could lead to a strong minority (or even bare majority) Conservative government.

Okay, enough politics. the new Campy crank is going on the BMX LX soon. Other bike projects: fix the commuter bike’s wheel and install the new indexed shifters Imaginary Dave gave me, change the cranks on the Kilauea for shorter ones, turn that strange Italian frame I found in the garbage into yet another fixed-gear, and replace the front brake on the BMX LX so The Lovely One doesn’t die trying to stop that bike.

IT4BC review continued

Bryn Hughes of VCC presented on Radmind. Radmind good! Lab and regular computer change-management! Auto system restoration! Works on OS X with a GUI, or any UNIX system! Ryan like! Ryan want use! Arr-ar-arh!

That is all for now,

IT4BC summarized.

Ross Chevalier, Novell (Keynote 1):

-Executives understand three things: reduced cost, mitigated risk, increased profit

-Cost control drives IT [but what about the Barry Leinbach idea of turning IT into a profit centre? -ed]

[notes on his PowerPoint presentation: Ross primarily uses graphs, not bullet points. The information density of the graphs is so-so at best, and at one point I think I caught him using a graph to support a point rather dubiously, but this seems like a good user of PPT over the usual bullet-point insanity]

[random thought on servers: low-end enterprises are storage constricted. High-end enterprises are more likely CPU-speed-constricted. Google is memory-size constricted.]

-The major reason browser-based services are successful and popular: users already understand the web browser (Ross’ aging mother “gets” the web browser even though she doesn’t own a computer).

Thus endeth the keynote notes

UCFV Spam Filtering and Blocking

-their e-mail is 90% spam, total volume ~500000/day

-went to gateway-based e-mail tagging (just like Douglas)

-Went Open Source due to cost; besides, the commercial products were all SpamAssassin-based.

-Used a Linux server, SpamAssassin, Postfix e-mail server (faster than sendmail), ClamAV anti-virus software

-Postfix acts as a mail “firewall” to various e-mail servers on campus (GroupWise, Exchange, etc.) Postfix is fast and modular.

-They use Amavisd-new as a gateway between Postfix and their spam and av filtering software.

-future plan: a web page for submitting e-mails for reclassification (“whitelisting” he said, but I don’t think he meant it quite that way).

-RBLs do most of their e-mail blocking.

Thus endeth the moderately interesting SPAM session

I skipped the next session and harassed the vendors instead.

Steve Forrest, VCC, on “Futuregazing” five years into the future:

Colleges will be education aggregators (I made that phrase up) in the future, matching eager students anywhere to accredited, useful (get-you-hired) courses and instructors who might also be anywhere. Maybe even in another language? Hmm….

Campuses can’t go away for various reasons (hard to sell, hard to let go, they act as stabilizing influences in the neighborhood, especially if you’re VCC downtown and the neighborhood is the Downtown Eastside (or Douglas College and downtown New West…). What do we use them for now? Well, we can rent the labs. But that means fast provision of very short-term IDs and applications. Better change our technology to let us do that.

Oh yeah, and wireless everywhere, but you already knew that.

ITIL Frameworks:

I fell asleep during this presentation, but mused that road bicycle frame designers have a terrible problem: the design is already so optimized and constrained that there’s precious little for a designer to to. Consider that the Specialized Tarmac Seems like a pretty big deal to most road bike riders; that’s about as radical as bike frames get.

Dr. Nancy McKay of SFU, Keynote II: Get Jazzed Up!

-Accentuate the positive (5:1 vs. negative)

-Appreciative Inquiry again!

“Those who believe they can and those who believe they can’t are right” -Henry Ford.

Okay, that’s it for now. More sessions to attend.

Weekend Update

I spent the weekend in Victoria, staying with my aunt and doing a combination of tourism and bicycle racing.

The results were mixed. I finished 8 minutes behind the pack in the Sooke Classic, but had so much fun on a glorious point-to-point (almost; we actually turned around at the halfway point) race on a beautiful, punishing, rolling course that I didn’t care. Besides, 2:19 on an 80 km course is nothing to sneeze at. Nearly 35 km/h, eh?

The Bastion Square Grand Prix was vastly less successful. I will spare you a litany of excuses to simply say that I slipped off the back of the pack about 13 minutes into the criterium, and had no chance to get back. The course was exciting, but I was no competition for a Cat 4 pack, which was the same problem I had on Saturday.

The other things we did were more successful: The art gallery had some nice exhibitions. We went for the Manchu Era art, but really liked the EJ Hughes paintings, three big rooms of them. Hughes is one of the Group of Seven, Canada’s most famous painters, but I have not much familiarity with any of them (and occasionally forget that Emily Carr wasn’t part of the Group). His paintings were beautiful. Most of his famous work consists of oils depicting the coast of this province, but his coast is a working coast, foregrounding people, villages, and with great regularity, boats, especially ferries, but also tugs, fishing vessels, and other working watercraft. It’s not a Carr-like view of an unspoiled nature of trees and Indian ruins, it’s a populated place, with people and the stuff that people make, but still with the trees, the water, and the mountains as major players.

His stuff isn’t all boat pictures, though. My favourite of his was a pure coastal landscape, but with a beautiful translucence to the green water. And he was a War Artist, and depicted the martial bits (from artillery pieces to cast-off hats) in loving detail.

We ate at The Reef, highly recommended and it has a Vancouver location. The complimentary Johnnycakes are deep-fried deliciousness.

We also went to the Bug Zoo, a perennial treat in a new location. The continent’s biggest indoor ant colony! Tarantulas and scorpions you can handle! What more do you want for six bucks?

So, a fun weekend. And now I have to take several days off riding, because I need to cure my Achilles Tendonitis.

Gone Racing

For the weekend. The Victoria Cycling Festival is on the agenda. Hopefully I’ll take some pictures.

See ya soon.

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