Via Boingboing, a fascinating array of tricks of the trade for a plethora of trades. One that is patently wrong — at least in Ontario — is the paramedic quote: When paramedics arrive at a car crash or similar accident, they very, very rarely announce any casualties at the scene
Some News, Great News, Sad News
So long in updating, it’s painful. But there’s a good reason. Really. The whole “Server nuked, lost data, etc.” portion of the previous post has a deeper impact than I thought would be felt. Since the beginning of December, I was making a concerted effort to update more frequently, and was really beginning to enjoy… Continue reading Some News, Great News, Sad News
Please excuse the mess…
My apologies to anyone trying to find info here — in the face of the catastrophic meltdown that the Fort Frances Times web server suffered last week, we’ve lost the last year of data on here. I’d probably be more choked if I had actually posted more than once every two weeks. I’m working at… Continue reading Please excuse the mess…
If I could turn back time…
Crank up the Extreme and Roxette. Back from the weekend Cambrian Presbytery youth event (and with a wicked cold to boot), I’m back to the single-college-guy routine for the next two weeks, since everyone else except the dog has gone to Ottawa. Indy is suitably unimpressed. Since restarting the “gotta-getta-degree” effort at the BCOU in… Continue reading If I could turn back time…
Who’s that girl?
Well, everybody made it home safe and sound from the hospital on Tuesday, finally. For any we haven’t talked to yet, here’s the synopsis of last Friday’s event-filled day. Never let it be said that we do anything the easy way: 5:23 am: Frances wakes up with pain, but it doesn’t really feel like labour… Continue reading Who’s that girl?