Some lads playing cricket in Moss Park. Click on the picture to get the larger sizes.

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Today were a looooong one. Got up early to hit the bank and then the lawyer’s office where we signed over our bank accounts, our various chattels and the rights to any future screenplays we may write. In return we’ll have our very own crushing debtload come Tuesday. Huzzah!

Didn’t leave work until 8:00, by which time Nellie was happily nibbling away on something delicious at Fieramosca with her friends. They called a few minutes ago; even Mennie (the hostess) said hello. She missed me. I could tell.

Right now I’m enjoying my alone time and the clean apartment and my efficiency at catching up on stuff. I’m blasting the New Pornographers and gettin’ shit done. It may qualify as a lame Friday night, but goddamn it feels nice.

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BlogTO had a couple of great island-related features earlier this week: a detailed description of a first trip on Porter Air (who fly from the Toronto Island Airport) that pretty much removed any doubt I had about using them the next time I felt to Montreal, Ottawa or Halifax, and an explanation of why the gradual extension of the Leslie Street Spit is causing (or, rather, not preventing) the erosion of the Toronto Island beaches.

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Every time I listen to Radiohead‘s Kid A I’m struck by how good it is. Every time.

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