Sighted – snow plows
Sighted, in the street by our house: snow removal equipment. A big deal; as recently as yesterday, I believed that the city’s new approach to winter was to simply let cars scrunch the snow down. We’re now good until the weekend.
Thanks to a “head’s up” on FB, I managed to fill the gas tank before the price hike of $0.17/l which won’t balance the budget but still feels pretty good. To be fair, the adjustment didn’t happen before Xmas, this year.
Less than six months after the train wreck in Lac Mégantic, the owner (also a train wreck, in so many ways) has come forward to admit that he has also been suffering. To quote, “It’s reduced me from being a fairly well-off guy to one that’s just getting by. But OK, that’s what happens.”
Let the record show that he is pointing out his substantial financial losses. In a rare moment of kindness, the CBC website did not add a comment section at the bottom of the report.
Locally, the ski hills are ecstatic. Lots of new snow, covered with money. However, the speed skating ring (on the Plains) has a serious case of bumps, rendering it impractical to race around in circles. Where is the justice?
Hat’s off (make that a tuque) to the Nova Scotia brewery which has decided to market a batch of spruce beer. Please note that they did not use recycled Christmas trees, although the thought may have crossed corporate minds. Getting the taste of tinsel out of the brew is still beyond current technology.
