A little while back, I pulled the digital camera out of Erin’s purse to take some pictures of the kids. When I turned it on, I was greeted with an all white screen. I snapped a few photos anyway, on the off chance that it was working. The thing was clearly broken, but at least it should still have been under warranty. Erin took the camera in to be fixed last week, and it was ready to be picked up yesterday. The repair place is only open until 5:00, so Erin and the kids came and picked me up yesterday after work, and we headed there.

Getting there was no problem at all. We got the camera, and headed home. I thought about the various ways we could get home, and decided that taking the freeway was probably no worse than the alternatives. Clearly I forgot that they reduced it to one lane Southbound out of downtown. At one point, only 3 blocks from the entrance to the freeway, I told William that we’d probably be home in 15 minutes. Ten minutes later, I think we’d only moved 3-4 car lengths.

As soon as we got backed up, I had second thoughts about my choice of route, but I figured that we’d already waited too long to bother abandoning that route and going to another of the undoubtedly backed up bridges. I guess I should have rethought. We got home about an hour after we left the repair place. Not good. It never takes an hour to get anywhere in Saskatoon unless there is a big accident or something. The funny thing was that once we got past the 8th street exit from the freeway, traffic was suddenly so sparse that it was laughable. Next time I’m going to suck it up and take the college drive bridge - at least it would have had all it’s lanes open.

Simpson’s quote of the day: “We studied traffic patterns and found that drivers move the fastest through yellow lights, so now we just have the red and yellow lights, m-haiai.” - Professor Frink