A plan to restore sanity
I’m sure he had his reasons. The gorilla, I mean. You know, that bad boy over at the Buffalo Zoo. I’m sure he’d had quite enough remarks about how much better he’d look if he shaved and cut his hair, or chose better shirts. It is regrettable that he chose to bite that zookeeper, but without opposable thumbs, it’s hard to hold a pen and write down your feelings. Or play a protest song on your guitar.
Byelection underway in Toronto-Danforth. Too early to know the winner (I don’t intend to stay awake for the call), but chances are this will not be an additional seat for the current government. That’s how you do it, my fellow citizens. One seat at a time. Until we restore sanity (or a semblance thereof) to the highest chamber.
Real estate prices continue to rise in Toronto, if recent events count as a trend. House went for much more than the asking price, after an anxious buyer in Hong Kong really couldn’t control his game. Here’s hoping that he’ll catch my offer, several years hence, and make me rich(er). This is a lovely neighbourhood, and the locals don’t mind when you speak the lingua franca with an accent. I’m proof.
Just think about it. With an extra half-million, I could afford to have a hot tub, a bigger antenna farm and a three car garage (even if we only have one car). Keep me in mind, anonymous buyer.
And today marks the end of winter. In preparation, I’ve changed out of my parka. Boots will follow when the snow goes.
