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Dear Dr. Phil

I appear to have been tarred with a passive aggressive brush. 'twas not my intention, and it appears that *everyone* I know has skeletons in their closets they thought I was unearthing. Sheesh. It's like that Simpsons episode with Mr X's website.

"Welcome to the Island."

"I am not a number! I am not-- oh wait, I'm number five."

I've learned, again, that I should shut the hell up. I tend to relearn this over and over, either with a new circle of friends / city, or every five years. What is it that always makes me want to make EVERYONE get along? I should have been a social worker. Or possibly a garbage man (Dilbert reference).

Signed,

Running Out Of Advice Columnists To Write To

TODAY

Today is now officially declared opposite day. You must post something untrue, inappropriate, or inane.

(tomorrow you may return to postings which are true, appropriate, or ane)

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UPDATED (see below)

I don't think I've told (m)any of you about the strange and wondrous place that is the Atlantic Technology Centre. The ATC was built just last year as a tech innovation and incubation centre for PEI (Prince Edward Island for the Yanks, it's twice the size of Rhode Island -- which I am shocked to discover just now is not an island at all! but i digress.)

The ATC, because it's supposed to be high-tech, has many high-tech things, high-speed internet and the like. I think, upon reflection, that all the high-tech-ness of PEI was completely crammed into this one building. Outside this building there are still ancient diners, slow traffic, corned-beef-and-cabbage lunch specials, and on and on -- distinctly non-21st-century details. But inside this building there's high-speed internet, many many insanely new computers, a movie studio, an animation studio, automatic toilets, sinks, dryers, AND (!) paper-towel dispensers... the elevators have glass walls, while the rest of the island has NO elevators, that sort of thing. I am continually awed.

But I still miss home.


UPDATE: I totally forgot to mention the two weird things that led to this post. First, this advanced building has all sorts of 'just different enough to seem high-tech' signage. The signs that lead to the bathroom show the "universal" stickman symbol, and then accompanying is the symbol for woman, but she only has one leg. It's odd. Also, when I was in the bathroom I could have *sworn* I heard a tiny female Japanese voice tell me to step back to flush the toilet. Or something. Very odd.