The requisite weather-related post

It's dang cold out there.

How cold, you ask?

So cold Richard said the CD player in the car didn't work until he was almost at work.

So cold our car has resorted to swearing at us every morning.

So cold about one-third of the population of Saskatoon are currently south of the border - Arizona, California, Florida, Barbados, Hawaii, New Zealand... etc

So cold Environment Canada has begun their annual carrot-and-stick routine to keep us all from running en-masse to the border or overwhelming airlines to warm destinations.

They are currently saying the high on Thursday will reach -2.

Uh-huh.

Tomorrow the forecast for Thursday will suddenly become minus a gabillion and then Friday will warm up.

But, of course, we can't complain. We can't do without our weather prognosticators. For one thing we live in Saskatchewan where half the conversations from February to June revolve weather in one form or another.

We have to access the gifted minds of Environment Canada or the Weather Network, otherwise we can't talk for five months.

And perhaps it is in their infinite weather wisdom that they understand this time of year we start to avoid them. When the forecast is five days of frigidly monotonous temperatures, what's the point in watching them. It's like knowing how the story is going to end before you read the book... so why bother?

And so the weather forecasters in our great nation resort to the bait-and-switch technique of weather reporting. They invent a "chinook" five days in advance when forecasting becomes rather iffy anyway.

The "chinook" hits in early April. It's called spring.

Listening to: back to the newboys...
Pending assignments: 3, plus one rewrite (whew!)