Limited response to the nordicity slogan
Every once in a while, I have a moment of fortuitous something. Call it what you will; my leaving for work at the scheduled time saved me hours. The snow storm that the Environment Canada people “forgot to tell the mayor about”, although nothing more than some fine powder, brought this city to its knees. So much for “Nordicity”. Hills that couldn’t be climbed. Cars that couldn’t get out (or cars that could). The roads were a mess, and in some cases a trip across the city turning into hours of challenge. My own bus had a seven minute delay. Yes, I noticed.
Going home, not much better. I had a ride with a co-worker, so my view of the highway was Real. Whiteout. Narrowed lanes. A home driveway that required forty-five minutes of careful grooming with the largest shovel on hand. The dog hated it; I had him come outside to bear witness. I know, he won’t tell, but it’s the thought that counts.
Part of my evening duties (so far) involve recording a sound file onto an electronic gadget that will go inside a story book, allowing students to create second-language audio volumes. After getting my head around the softwaee (ideograms mixed with text labels) and figuring out that this was a reversible process mean that the industrial quantity order can be placed by the concerned teacher. Pity that our dollar is back to being a ninety cent wannabe. For anyone else who needs to procure one of these gadgets, check out the “bigdawgspromo” website.
