Strange days indeed

Spent the morning at work. Can't say what I was doing at work, not just yet, but hopefully in a couple of months something great will transpire from it.

So sierralad and auraus and I went shopping for the afternoon in Chinatown, looking for Kermit the Frog straws (which we failed to locate, despite tamakun's excellent directions), after which we went to Union Station. While there we had cold lukewarm soft drinks at Harvey's - lukewarm because the ice machines on both dispensers were completely drained dry. People in a wonderful example of Pavlovian response kept trying and trying and trying ("It's always provided ice before when I pressed this button. Maybe if I thwack the button hard... maybe if I dash back and forth between the two machines... maybe if I press the button THREE times in a row...") Maybe if you genuflect towards the Air Canada Centre and pay obesiance to the great god Carlton the Bear it will make water disobey the laws of physics and freeze faster. Bakatachi. Very amusing behaviour.

Then I dashed off to catch the subway before the crush from the Skydome (I refuse to call it the Rogers Centre, as when anyone does I keep confusing it with the Rogers Campus), which turned out to be unnecessary. The subway just wasn't running.

The announcement as to why: "Personal injury snap crackle pop rice crispies station hiss sizzle crack shuttle whisper mutter". Hmmm, the space station was hit by the shuttle Discovery? And it crashed on the subway tracks causing personal injuries? I'm just guessing, but then they did leave me a lot of blanks to fill in. ^_^

So I took the streetcar back up Spadina to the Bloor Line, which was running, and got home at about the same time as Wilf, just in time for dinner.