If you have ever wondered what Regina is like in the middle of January ... wonder no more. It's cold. Not the gee-it's-chilly-I-should-put-a-sweater-on cold. More like an oh-my-god-it's-minus-forty-five-I-think-my-face-just-fell-
off-what-do-you-mean-you-don't-have-an-available-hotel-room-who-the-hell-
is-staying-in-this-barren-ice-land-in-the-middle-of-January-did-the-news-just-
warn-me-not-to-turn-off-my-car-because-it-will-never-start-again? kind of cold.

I know this because I was there yesterday.