Space Pirates.

It looks like I'll only be blogging on Fridays for a while -- Telus is still wondering what to do about my busted modem, and the Greenhouse frowns
upon people blogging during work hours.

On the bright side, my calls are very important to Telus. They told me that

...Anyway, in the news, the greenhouse is abuzz over the Canadian Space Agency's
openings for an astronaut position
. If you've got a somewhat
scientific background and a fear of low places, send in your application
today. What do you have to lose? Besides, I think that even if we're not
going to establish a moon base any time soon, it would still be wonderful
to have 500,000 people applying for those jobs.

Also in the news, the Globe and Mail ran an article a few days ago about
"the worst job interviews ever". High on the list was one candidate who
came into the interview with a parrot on his shoulder.

Maybe it's just me, but I find that those two articles go very well together.
I don't know about you, but if I get the call from the CSA, I'll be buying
a parrot that very day.

Which brings me to the point of this post: I've discovered that you can
tell a lot about a person by asking them what they'd name an astronaut's
parrot. Sample answers I've received have included Aquarius, Polynova,
and Bubbles. Personally, though, I'd go with Wormhole.

Feel free to contribute your answer in the comments.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Rasputin. Because it sounds cool.

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Canadian explorer. Chemist by training, biologist by nature. Long-time supporter and participant in National Novel Writing Month. Known as "Aquadeo" in most Internet circles. Also known as "that guy with the pants" to people who have seen me in certain pants.