“Can I speak to Peter Rukavina?”

“Speaking.”

“Hi, this is Eric calling from Apple Computer. I’m calling about your iMac”.

“Okay.”

“Just calling to see how everything’s going…”

“It’s going just fine; I had a little bump in the road there with a hard disk problem, but it’s purring along just fine now.”

“Okay, that’s great, thank you for your time.”

Here’s a page of tips from a Segway rental agency in Vancouver.

Catherine reports that there’s been a system turnover at the Atlantic Superstore sushi desk. The staff are the same, but the materials, boxes, and varieties are different. We ate our first batch of the new stuff yesterday, and it was markedly better, most noticeably the rice was very moist.

Having perhaps the only three year old boy on Prince Edward Island who is addicted to sushi, this is a Big Event in our household.

Back in 2001, I experienced multimedia overload. Tonight it’s happening again.

I’m sitting here in my home office in Charlottetown. I am listening to the live Berkman webcast from Cambridge, Mass. At the same time, I’m on IRC with several other people, from across the continent, who are listening to the same webcast. And I’m IMing to Steven Garrity, who’s just up the street from me.

If I tuned in a web radio station from Prague, the experience would be complete and I would explode.

Winter arrived yesterday. Today, walking around downtown Charlottetown, everyone seems in a state of shock: slightly dazed, and wondering how on earth this could have happened.

Matthew Rainnie writes about his encounter with a teeter-totter (apparently they are called “seesaws” here in the east).

My childhood accident of renown is the day I “cracked my head open.” I was playing on the couch in our basement on Augustine Drive in Burlington, Ontario. I fell off the couch onto the concrete floor, and something bad happened: there was blood, and screaming, etc.. All I remember about the experience is being rushed to the hospital by my mother, and very, very bright lights and concerned-looking doctors and nurses everywhere. I needed stitches, I think, but suffered no permanent damage.

I must have been four or five years old at the time.

The other hospital experience I remember from childhood is developing some sort of stomach malady while staying with my grandmother, and going to see her family doctor at the emergency room. At one point he asked me “have you moved your bowels lately.” I had no idea what he was talking about. My grandmother whispered in my ear “he means ‘have you taken a shit today?’”. Bless her heart.

I was trying to book a flight to Boston today, on Air Canada’s website and received the following error message:

Due to the extreme number of customers accessing our website at this time, the “Search” option is not available. Please try again later. We apologize for the inconvenience.

By “Search,” here, they actually mean “looking up fares,” which, to my mind, is most of the reason why you would go to their website in the first place. Perhaps they should just say “the website is too busy right now; go away.”

From Steven comes a pointer to video of Howard Dean on Hardball.

This was one of those years where autumn was merrily making its way along and then today, blamo!, winter strikes. Stephen Desroches grabbed a montage of IslandCam images that illustrates this.

Thanks to the magic of Feedster, Cynthia Dunsford, a determined Blogspot hold-out, has rejoined the blogroll.

Here’s her RSS feed, a simulated feed created by Feedster and enabled by a simple and snazzy change in the Blogspot template.

Welcome back!