S’been an interesting day so far: packing, running errands, sending emails, readying blog posts, checking the news, cursing the fact that I’ll miss the NHL draft lottery, etc. And then there was the crazy man.

This morning my boss and I were walking along Bloor to a meeting, when some guy standing in the middle of the street started yelling at me. Not someone near me; he was very obviously yelling at me. I had no idea who he was, but he was angry at what I was saying…which is weird, ’cause we were discussing what might be the most boring topic you could conceive of: RSS feed auto-discover tags. Obviously he was drunk or stoned or batshit crazy or something, so we didn’t pay him much mind, but he was yelling some pretty nasty stuff. I think he wanted to engage in fisticuffs! I also don’t think it helped that my boss and I were laughing about it. Anyway, he disappeared (presumably to the other side of the street, but it’s possible he jumped down a manhole to escape the voices) and we strolled on to our meeting.

Gotta say, though, it’s not often I get yelled at by a crazy person before 9 AM.

Anyhoo, I’m off for a few days. I’ll be back Tuesday. Be good.

PS: according to a fortune cookie I just ate, my “emotional nature is strong and emotional.” Hooray!