Stuck in Mississauga

Dear friends, I hope you all say a special prayer for me tonight. Apparently there has been some sort of horrendous blizzard and wicked temperature drop in Saskatoon while I have been away this week. Also apparently, Air Canada failed to inform me of said blizzard before I arrived at the airport 2 hours before my flight (and to think I even missed hearing Jean Chrétien speak at the closing session because of it). So rudely was I directed to find the “white phones” to phone Air Canada to reschedule when I was right in front of a real live Air Canada person… what happened to the days when people helped people and “white phones” weren’t the only solution? To tell you the truth, the voice on the end of the white phone wasn’t a solution at all. In fact, it was only after I hung up that I read the flight boards and figured out how to get to Saskatoon 12 hours earlier tomorrow than the voice predicted.

Kudos to the senior citizen who helped me find a room in jam-packed Mississauga at the last minute. So here I am in Mississauga, which I can’t even spell and MS office keeps redlining when I attempt to do so. The $79.99 hotel room is actually very nice and not reminiscent at all of Lisa and Sarah’s Winnipeg HOJO experience of 2005. But what to do after day number who-knows in a hotel room, with no other humans to speak to.. I need humans. I am human-less and it sucks. What to do with no humans? Well, as much work as you possibly can to get your mind off the fact your only current friend is a laptop. Once that’s done, blog away with your rants and raves, and msn to those friends kind enough to chat (dang.. colin just told me storm is moving to Winnipeg now… that was my escape route). I also wandered down to the lovely buffet and had some pecan pie and chicken (not at the same time of course). I am now having a small chuckle to myself after being reminded of the “Blogs & Technology” session I sat in at the conference today, where our presenter didn’t even know what myspace was (or how to put typepad on an internal server). I think perhaps if he is allowed to pose as a blog expert, I could easily be the blogmaster. Oh wait, I am :-) (*sigh* another rush of Toronto-bound planes flies overhead, this is worse than the Northstar building) If I’m lucky, I will dream lovely dreams of iphones dancing in my head tonight. Paul, if you already have an iphone - i hate you. Or maybe I will dream of the lovely sushi-ing that Riona, Colin and I had on Monday night at Japango in Toronto....mmmm soft shell crabby roll things.

Okay.. back to the praying… operation: higher power that be, get Sarah home..