I had to chuckle while looking out my eight-floor window this afternoon ahead of the big storm. Look at these suckers, I thought, just another karmic reason why I failed my road test -- twice.


         3:03 p.m.                  4:35 p.m.                  5:03 p.m.

But karma is a bitch. I stepped out from a cozy office building just after 5 p.m. and into a Ricola commercial, with the snow blowing so hard it hurt my eyes underneath my foggy glasses.

I got to the stop and had nothing to do but stare at this seat for 10... 15... 30... 50 minutes, before the bus that's supposed to come every 16 minutes finally came.









All pictures taken at Eglinton and Renforth