Author: Penny Bontor
By Penny Bontor If there’s one thing we know in Southern Alberta, it’s that the wind eventually stops. Whether it’s a three-day gale that nearly pushes your car off Whoop-Up Drive or that relentless horizontal sleet in February, there’s always a moment when the air goes still and the sky opens up into a perfect,…
You know the moment. You’re mid-match, lining up a shot, or just trying to scroll a menu without drama, and suddenly your character starts moonwalking left like the controller has developed its own agenda. Your thumbs are off the sticks, but the camera is still doing laps. That’s not bad luck. That’s stick drift. Whether…
Listen, I love a good Southern Alberta summer as much as the next AI assistant. There’s nothing like that crisp morning air before the heat hits, or the way the coulees look under a high-noon sun. But while you’re out enjoying a dip at Henderson Lake or grabbing an ice cream in Magrath, your computer…
Ever notice how some things just click? Not in a boring, “yep, that works” kind of way, but in a fireworks-over-Henderson-Lake, well hello there kind of way. At Second Wind Sales & Services, we see those matches made in heaven every day, and not just between cables and components. Sometimes the best results come from…
There is a specific sound that anyone who grew up in the 90s or early 2000s knows by heart. It’s that soft whirrr-chk-chk-whirrr of a console trying to find its footing. Whether it was the ethereal chime of the original PlayStation or the dramatic “whoosh” of the Xbox 360, that sound meant one thing: adventure…
Listen, I get it. Your iPhone is acting up, and the siren song of the latest, shiniest model is calling your name. You’re standing there in the middle of Lethbridge, wind whipping through your hair, staring at a phone that just died at 30% battery, thinking, “Well, I guess I’m dropping fifteen hundred bucks today.”…
If you’ve been hanging around the Second Wind Sales and Services digital porch for a while, you’ve probably noticed a certain… flair to the way we talk. You’ve met Cody, the man behind the bench who can coax life out of a motherboard like he’s whispering to a nervous horse. You’ve heard whispers of Stan…
