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When I was considering moving out here to Halifax, people warned me about the weather. It hasn't been too bad so far. Interesting, but not bad. Well, today's bad. CBC reports that "a snowstorm has shut down most of Nova Scotia." Yeah, this is snow. A nor'easter. Malls are closed, government offices are closed (paid day off for manda), buses are off the roads, and I don't even see any cabs. Luckily, one of the reporters drives a big-ass four-wheel-drive truck. She'll be swinging by any minute now. This is a reason to run the Storm Centre, people!
PS -- Happy birthday, mom!

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  1. What, you mean sales-department driven decisions to initiate the sponsor-based storm center when a two centimetres are predicted aren't a good idea?

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  2. Can you send us some of that snow? The Toronto office has only run the Storm Centre once this year and the clients are getting pissy...
    BTW, betcha miss those 3am phone calls to come in and man the S-C!

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