Monday, December 21, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Okay. I ask myself every winter, "Why do you live in this frigid, desolate wasteland of a place?" As of yet I have no good answer. The following article is from the Edmonton Sun.
Edmonton was the coldest place in North America yesterday morning and the second chilliest in the world.
The Edmonton International Airport saw a record low of -46.1 C and -58.4 C with the windchill, outfreezing even the Arctic.
"The cold high pressure has been moving down from the Arctic over the Prairies," said Environment Canada meteorologist John McIntyre, adding British Columbia and Saskatchewan also experienced plummeting temperatures. "We are right now in the centre of the heaviest, coldest air."
Only Dzalinda, Siberia, appeared to be colder, with a weather station there recording temperatures of -48 C.
But the coldest day ever recorded in Edmonton remains unbeaten at -48.3 C with a windchill of -61 C on Jan. 26, 1972.
Yesterday's frigid temperatures broke the previous record for Dec. 13, which was -36.1 C set in 2008, as well as the record for the coldest day in December, a low of -44.5 C set on Dec. 9, 1977. Cold Lake, Grande Prairie and Whitecourt also had record lows yesterday.
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
A friend sent me this quote this afternoon and although it certainly doesn't solve my melancholy, it certainly puts things in a clearer perspective.
Tuesday, December 8, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
Thursday, December 3, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
What has the world come to? We live in a sad state of affairs when an able bodied person will not stand for the 5 minutes it takes to reach the bus depot so a small child and new mom can have a seat on the train. Unfortunately, I've seen the same thing happen on the bus over and over again.
Besides the fact that we were in the "Priority Seating" section of the train and according to all the rules set in place by ETS people HAD to vacate their seats in favor of this family (but didn't), where is the common courtesy? I hope that when it comes time for me to have children, or if I end up with a disability or impediment that someone is more kind than these people were.