Weather raises it's ugly head again. 24,ooo dead and counting from the earthquake and tsunami in the Indian Ocean. How can I possibly relate to that on the other side of the world in frozen, landlocked Saskatchewan? I mean, the most dangerous the weather gets around here is on the occasional day that Saskatoon is the coldest point in North America. And cold doesn't kill thousands of people in seconds.

I'm thinking of my friend Oliver. I wonder if any of his relatives in Sri Lanka are among the missing?

And I can't help thinking that this tsunami is nothing compared to the events the prophets foretold for days to come.

As Billy Corgan sings, "God's gonna set this world on fire!"

It's cold in Saskatoon, this I readily confirm, but apparently it's really darn cold in Minnesota.