They’re still saying Saturday will be 20 degrees… Sunday, not so much… But Saturday, look out! It’s going to be stunning! Oh, and there’s only a 10% chance of rain… Which is considerably lower than 100%, but hey, at least it’s more realistic.
Yes, I’m obsessed. So what?
It’s not like I’m sitting here, “refreshing” The Weather Network all day… I’m getting some work done.
Seriously, I’m working like crazy here.
This is the long term forecast for Toronto on The Weather Network right now:
Yeah sure, next Saturday is going to be 22 degrees…
This is how it begins. When we get into the dog days of summer, they make that last day something to hope for: A light at the end of the tunnel. Watch… Tomorrow they’ll be saying that Saturday will be hot, but SUNDAY will be 22 degrees.
God, I hope I’m wrong…
We are now in the part of the summer where all I can do is obsess about the heat.
Pull up a chair and watch me go insane.
You have to hand it to the NDP, they’re really organized when it comes to getting their lawn signs out.
Within hours of the election being called, my neighbourhood was blanketed in Olivia Chow and Jack Layton signs.
I’ve heard that it’s the same in other neighbourhoods. NDP signs are everywhere.
For a party that talks about environmental friendliness, you’d think that producing thousands and thousands of campaign signs would be… well… you know… bad for the environment.
The whole lawn sign thing is so stupid anyway.
Like a sign is going to affect my vote.
“Who should I vote for? Well, there were all those signs. I’ll vote for the guy with the most signs… The Moustache guy. What do you mean the moustache guy isn’t in my riding? Well, why the hell is he on all the signs?! Screw this, I’m voting for the guy with the least amount of signs in my riding, cuz I HATE SIGNS.”
And then the world goes “boom”.
In this brief moment of calm; after the hurricanes, but before the pandemic, America would like to remind the world that we should still be afraid… of things from space.
Imagine last year’s tsunami, last month’s earthquake in Pakistan, and Hurricanes Katrina, Rita and Wilma all rolled into one — and then some. If nations can’t handle those calamities, what’s going to happen when an asteroid collides with Earth?
The new mayor of Hillside, Michigan is 18 year old Michael Sessions.
I could make a bunch of jokes about how he’s too young, or say something like, “wasn’t this the premise of a UPN sitcom?” but I won’t. He’s 18. He’s an adult, and we should take him seriously.
He is, however, a HUGE NERD.
From the article:
Sessions plans to devote after-school hours to the job and use his bedroom as his office.