Wednesday, March 21, 2012

Done

So here we are. Done and dusted. Less than 24 hours back in the country and I now have my new social insurance number, a renewed Alberta Healthcare number and a firm date on which to start back at work. I am officially an actual person again, at least in the eyes of the powers that be. So as of next Monday I'm back in the basement for a couple of weeks before we then have to move into the new building across campus. The move will cut my daily commute from an onerous ten minutes on foot to a much more agreeable five minutes.

After spending two hours on Monday afternoon carefully cataloguing and valuing my possessions accompanying me, the man at customs didn't want them. The woman who processed me and welcomed me to Canada came across as generally surly and miserable which was a bit of a shame. Still, she didn't give me the going over the two poor souls before me got. Five minutes and I was done! All I have to show for the last 17 months and one week is one bit of flimsy paper, and a shiny card which will arrive in the post in six weeks or so.

Sunday, March 11, 2012

Thursday, March 8, 2012

Finished

So the day has come that I sometimes wondered would ever happen; my tracker entry (left) is now coloured green. My passport is back north of the 49th; I got it back at about half past one this afternoon, which was good going since it was still in Los Angeles at this time yesterday. Accompanying it was my Confirmation of Permanent Residence document which I have to hand over when I return to the country and land. There was one last scary moment to deal with when the package wasn't delivered to my flat; the tracking said "left at front desk", but there was nothing downstairs! Cue complete terror for ten minutes, till I got onto their call-centre and found out it was sent to the UPS shop I'd bought the shipping envelopes at. Nobody had bothered to tell me this was company policy for important documents. Panic over.

 All that needed to be done after that was to do my landing trip, and I'm now booked on a plane on Monday night. By Tuesday evening I'll be in sunny Bradford. Not a long stay this time; I'll be back on the plane the following Tuesday since I'd like to a) get back to work and b) not let the football team down by them having no goalie for their first playoff game. We're now only four days away from being able to answer the question that's been pondered here for almost ten months: am I going to set off the airport metal detector?

Returns

Wednesday night is football night. To continue the happy mood round here of late, there was a crushing 6-2 win for Hangover 96, in which I neither managed to get almost decapitated (as tonight's opponents did about five weeks ago), nor further injure my left hand (which I had done the two previous times I've played at tonight's venue). All three episodes occurred in the dying seconds of games, so it was nice to hear the final whistle blow and not be left in an undignified heap on the floor. There were even some more searching through-balls as well.

By the time I got home it was nearly 11pm (that's 9:30 starts for you), so before retiring to bed for a bit of a read, I just checked my tracking number for the return envelope for my passport. I hadn't had an email to indicate that it had gone into the system, but it showed that it's on its way back. Hopefully, I have it in my hand by Friday at the latest, and I can then get on with a quick trip home before I start work again. I hadn't mentioned in on here because most people who read this know one way or another, but for those of you out there that don't I am going back to work in the lab I worked in at the university for a a period of some months (to be precisely determined, but the job ad said ten months). Hopefully, while I'm there, something more permanent comes along, now that my applications won't be binned before they were read because of my status. Everything has just about turned out right. Eventually.

Tuesday, March 6, 2012

Decision

So we've almost made it to the end. I checked my online status tool this morning and here's what it says. It seems odd to me that "decision made" should come after the passport request, but who am I to question the, er, wisdom of CIC? I did have to read the "medical results have been received"  with a slightly arched eyebrow. You received them in October!!

It put to bed one last bit of paranoia; in the UPS shop when I sent my passport over three weeks ago, as the assistants had printed the shipping labels and so on, one of them pointed to the plastic envelope that contained my passport, cover letter, photos and so on and asked "I guess this has to go in there?" to which I replied in the affirmative. I saw her put it in the shipping envelope. For whatever reason, in the last couple of weeks I have occasionally thought "are you sure she did?", despite the evidence of my own eyes seeing it. Not even telling myself "well, the cover letter had your address, two phone numbers and an email address on there, so they could contact you and the passport wouldn't be lost" managed to get the silly notion out of my head.

"Decision made" wouldn't have appeared if they didn't have my passport and other documents in front of them. So I should hopefully get an email from UPS in the next couple of days when my return envelope gets scanned into the system. And then there'll just be the landing trip to go.

Monday, March 5, 2012

Anniversary

Today is the fourth anniversary of my landing in Canada. The Calgary weather, in typical style, has decided it'll celebrate by potentially dumping up to 30cm of snow. I have also decided that I'm going to brave the elements and try and get to IKEA. At least if I get snowed in, there's plenty of stuff to sleep on.

Epilogue. I made it there and back. There's a lot to be said for going at lunchtime on a Monday, and on a snow day to boot, rather than on a weekend; there was barely anyone there. The danger with trips to IKEA is that you always have you eye taken by things you didn't set out for. "Oh, that's good, I could do with one of those".  Still, I managed to leave those things for another day and only leave with what I went for, which is essential when you don't have a car and you can only buy what you can carry home on public transport*. So all the various boxes and so on have found their new home on the desk by the window. I think that it shows either a) my inner scientist neatly classifying and filing things into groups, or b) I'm bordering on OCD territory here.......

* A previous trip illustrated that coffee tables are very hard work in this regard

Sunday, March 4, 2012

Movie Of The Week

Now that Beige Towers has been dragged kicking and screaming into the modern era of film watching with the arrival of the Blu-ray player, coupled to the fact that I still have to sit here all day and do nothing, for a few weeks more (see upcoming post), there's been a lot of watching films of late. So began a task to watch the DVDs in the stack that I hadn't watched, those I wouldn't necessarily want but had to buy to make up the numbers in a 'buy-five-for-£20' sort of thing, plus a couple of online orders now I am able to relax the purse-strings a little, plus a couple of Blu-rays. Here are some reviews of a few of them. More to come over the coming weeks.

The Departed (2006). IMDB score 8.6/10.
Martin Scorsese's return to some fertile ground in the crime/gangster genre. Matt Damon is a corrupt, newly-minted Massachusetts state trooper, working his way up the ladder, aiding and abetting underworld overlord Jack Nicholson from the inside. Leonardo DiCaprio is a similarly aged new recruit, hiding undercover as a mole, trying to feed the police tips from within. The central conceit is a good one, two double agents working for either side against each other. Problem is, it's nothing outstanding, just another film that's better than some, not as good as others, but not really worthy of the audience praise and awards showered on it (see also Gangs of New York). I can't help but think that even twenty years later, people still feel obliged to overpraise Scorsese movies as penance for not awarding Goodfellas the 1990 Best Picture Oscar, going for Dances With Wolves instead. 6.5/10.

Public Enemies (2009). IMDB score 7.0/10.
On a similar line, Michael Mann knows lots about the crime/thriller genre (Manhunter, Heat, The Insider, Collateral). So with a cast including Christian Bale, Johnny Depp and Marian Cotillard, and a director more than capable you'd think you were onto a winner. Amirite? Sad to report, this is a plodding rehash of Heat, in which policeman (Bale, instead of Al Pacino) pursues gangster (Depp, in place of Robert DeNiro), except that instead of being set in 1990s LA, we're in 1930s Chicago. There's even a set-piece gunfight running down the middle street that looked almost exactly the same. If you don't care what happens to the central characters, what's the point in watching on? I was bored after about 40 minutes, but stuck it out in the hope that it might get better. It didn't. Watch Heat instead. 4/10.

Slumdog Millionaire (2008). IMDB score 8.2/10.
Danny Boyle's career to this point has been all over the map; heroin addicts in Trainspotting, discordant housemates Shallow Grave, zombies in 28 Days Later, and slightly off-beat Sci-Fi in Sunshine. This 2008 film swept the board at the Oscars. It's the sort of thing the Academy voters like, the feelgood story of the downtrodden orphan underdog from the slums who succeeds in the face of almost unbeatable odds, then walks into the sunset. The plot device is simple enough; a tea-boy from an Indian call-centre gets on the local version of Who Wants To Be A Millionaire? His life is told in a series of flashbacks to various hardships pertaining to how he knows the answer to the questions, which of course, he gets right and wins the show. It stretches the plot concept right to breaking point, but it's enjoyable stuff, looks great in HD, and a nice Bollywood tribute over the end credits. I look forward to the sequel, where he ends up on the Indian equivalent of Eggheads. 8/10.

Contagion (2011). IMDB score 6.8/10.
The first Blu-ray at Beige Towers. It looks amazing compared to DVD. Gwyneth Paltrow returns from a business trip in China with some sort of lurgy shrugged off as a bit of winter cold. She passes it on to her colleague, her lover, and her son. All drop dead within hours from a brain haemorrhage. Her husband (Matt Damon) and step-daughter don't; the rest of the story is mostly told from their point of view as society collapses in the absence of critical services. In the meantime, the Centres for Disease Control (led by Larry Fishburne and Kate Winslet) work on a vaccine to the virus, along the way examining the issues related to scientific ethics and homeopathic remedies as advanced by bloggers (Jude Law, never more annoying). The first hour is very good, the second hour tails off a little, but it's certainly way better than Outbreak was. 7/10.

In The Loop (2009). IMDB score 7.5/10.
This is the cinematic spin-off of the BBC4 comedy series The Thick Of It, a spoof behind-the-scenes documentary about a fictional government department and the spin doctors that surround the minister. Think Yes Minister meets The Office. The show's most notorious character is Malcolm Tucker, a very thinly-veiled Scottish version of Alastair Campbell. The show is famous for its use of a swearing consultant. Now rude language is not big, and not clever, but most of Tucker's lines (Peter Capaldi) are rude enough to get you giggling at just how rude he is. Nothing is off limits, and the inspiration for the rudeness comes from some unlikely places; the subversion of the infamous Ferrero Rocher adverts to name but one. The plot involves a bumbling minister (Tom Hollander) and his off-message remarks on an imminent (unnamed) war, and the mess he and his aide get into when trying to backtrack. He ends up sent to Washington and the United Nations in New York, where the predictable fun happens between two very different political cultures. The US military are also no help in the form of James "The Sopranos" Gandolfini. Biting - and very profane - political satire. 8/10.

Wit

If you haven't been paying attention, there's a link to my five latest tweets on the bottom right hand side of the page. Very occasionally* I am sarcastic. Word play and so on appeals to my sense of humour, so when a topic appears on a funny hashtag, I try and join in. Sometimes, the stream goes so quickly that my finely-tuned humour disappears off the bottom of the page in seconds, like a couple of months ago in the #chemistrythemovie theme:
Ignoring for a second that maybe two (or three) people who read this thing will understand them and the other two or three of you are going 'eh?', they got two retweets between them. So imagine my surprise yesterday when I managed to get SIX retweets of this, thus declaring me funny by my twitter peers for about five minutes:
That's easily the most heavily retweeted thing of mine in three years and 5900 tweets. A successful day, I suppose.

* like, 90% of the time