All Foo’d Up
I was supposed to fly to SFO today, to spend the weekend at Foo Camp. In fact, I guess I still am supposed to fly to SFO, since the last flight isn’t scheduled to leave for 4 hours. But between a stomach bug that had me up all night and is still plaguing me — I’ll spare you the details — and the recently-declared tornado warning for Toronto, I’m thinking that I’m not going anywhere.
If both the external and internal weather clear up in time, I suppose I’d crash with Vlad and drive up in the morning, but I’m not feeling very optimistic. (Ignoring the fact that I haven’t actually asked Vlad yet.)
Update: Madhava has a candid of the weather where he works, at the north end of the city. Good times!
Heh, I’m sure there’s some kind of “Living in the Internet Age” joke that can be made about the fact that I first saw your potential request to stay with me on planet.m.o… but yes, if you can tolerate a disasterously dirty apartment, that works. Judging by Madhava’s photo though I won’t hold my breath..