Any doubts I had about the existence of purgatory were vanquished on Sunday after spending a late afternoon in suburban Oakville. Apparently they don't believe in restaurants there.
I also ran over a turtle with my car yesterday. I felt terrible when it happened, and I still feel terrible. Sorry Franklin.
Come Friday I'll be up to camp for a couple of days, then in Ottawa for a mini Canada Day vacation, and then back in town and back to work!