To celebrate Pi Day a few days ago, I made a very special post, carefully constructed to contain a hidden message. And it has been suggested to me by several people that I need to reveal the answer, lest an angry mob assemble outside my door (led, probably, by my husband himself, who’s quite upset […]Read More The Hidden Message of “Pi Day Primer”
Pi Day is a special day celebrated on March 14th every year, by math nerds, number lovers and pi(e) enthusiasts around the world.Read More Pi Day Primer
Dear People of Sochi, Hello, Bonjour, Privyet. I’ve been meaning to write you for awhile, but as the dust settles from the Sochi Olympics this seems like as good a time as any. There is something that has been nagging at me since before the beginning of these games, and I’m sure it hasn’t escaped […]Read More From Vancouver To Sochi With Love
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The Grand Theft Auto franchise is no stranger to controversy. So when the fifth installment came out a couple of weeks ago, it was almost daring the public to come up with something new to trump the tired, old criticisms with an innovative line of attack. The “public” did not disappoint, but it wasn’t what […]Read More GTA V: When Almost Perfect Isn’t Good Enough
Ahoy, me hearties! Yaarrrrrrr, I’ve not seen yer faces fer awhile on the high seas. Alas, I’ve been locked up in the bilge, teachin foreign tongues to some green landlubbers. But t’night I be scribblin in me Captain’s log, so pillage yerself some grog and let some other scallywag swab the deck fer now. Illustration […]Read More Arrrrr, Here There Be Pirates! Pirate Lore as Cultural Literacy
When I tell people I’m part Filipino, they take one look at my pasty white skin and thin blonde hair and unsurprisingly raise their eyebrows. This is usually followed by an impromptu interview of sorts, to discover the basis of my curious claim.Read More What’s The Opposite Of A Banana?
“God made me and broke the mould.” –Jean-Jacques Rousseau Pink. Everything was pink. My walls, carpet, clothes, bedding – even the boxes on the abominable Barbie dolls I received in droves. And so, as soon as I was old enough to decide anything, I decided to hate pink. In retrospect, it wasn’t that I had […]Read More On Breaking Moulds