It’s a tiny dictionary.
See the list of Canadian Universities? Just the name and the city.
Today, you could probably find out what each student there ate for dinner.
So glad I wasn’t born back then; olden times, so boring.
Cars, Security and a Peek into my Life
It’s been exactly one year sitting 3 levels underground, it was never started once.
Replaced the battery, oil change, I turned the key and amazing.
If you see Mario at the Willowdale Canadian Tire say hi for me, nicest guy.
I picked up the keys, climbed inside and from the parking lot called CAA… “so I’m covered when we hang up?” Yes. Turn key.
We’re back in business.
I’d forgotten what is was like to drive something I’m so familiar with, knowing the nuances.
Below is the sum total of everything that glows inside my car.
So little compared to cars today, eh. The stereo has been broken for years, no music at all.
Now that we’re flying around again, I’m all conflicted about crushing it. I think I can eek out a little more from it, use it as a drop car till the spring, and crush it then. I am having serious attachment issues with this thing, so dumb, it’s worth nothing.
* the Canadian Explorer drove an American car
Neatest Tim Horton’s I’ve seen yet. It’s an old movie theatre.
It was “the Toronto epicentre of a North American movie craze. This occurred back in the mid-1970s, when the Allenby was known as the Roxy, the fetishistically bizarre Rocky Horror Picture Show was screening to capacity crowds in full costume” – Torontoist
A rare hat.
I’ve been looking 1.5 years for a beige, elaborately-knit sweater. Tada – the Bay. Deep discounts are happening there right now.
Best part about the giant snowfall yesterday… I get to wear these bo0ts for the first time in years.
Last year I was south, and the year before that we barely got snow.
I can link back to these boots in a blog post from 2007.
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Mostly I’m doing this post as a face-behind-the-blog thing.