The other day a friend remarked how winter must have got a new marketing team. What once was simply standard Canadian weather – frigid, icy, snowy and blowy – is now christened ominous names like Polar Vortex ands Siberian Express. Sure it is darn cold: an uncomfortable, pain in the arse, hurting kind of cold...
Psssst … hey! You still here? Ya, us too. (Blink, Blink) Guess the world didn’t end after all, eh? Hmm. (Relieved & slightly delirious laughter). We’re alive! Ha! Suck it, Myans! Joke’s on you! Booyah! It’s time’s like these – you know, the times that we narrowly escape near certain death – that we feel like living...
