Works Great

Last night, after returning from a rendez-vous at Victory with KZ, her main squeeze and Niki, Bron and I came upon a LARGE TV (with the sticky note "Works Great" on it) just steps from my home. Bron wasn't very optimistic about this proclamation, but I was able to sufficiently twist his arm, so we lugged the 27 incher down the street and into my apartment. SWEET.

We won't be leaving the basement for a loooong time. Movie donations are greatly appreciated. I might even get cable. Well, probably not.

Old fashioned superstition

Thanks to KZ's morning inspiration, I will sound off (although I hate that expression) about Cyndi Lauper. I have loved her shit since about age three. The other day I dug out my copy of The Goonies and am now obsessing over this song:



I also love Time After Time, and All Through the Night, to name only a couple.

P.S. I couldn't love her hair any more in this video. Honest to god.

U of Sick

Today at lunch I saw a baby blue (ugly blue… sweet blue) minivan that said “Lucky Miguel” on the side, in tiny little cursive letters, with a license plate saying, “Wuzzzzup”

Rearview taco

This morning I saw an elderly man walking down my street at 6:45am wearing yellow oversize sunglasses, with a tiny rearview mirror hooked on the side of them. Where did he get that? The Senior Citizens Store? (I just made that place up - it's not real).

I discovered a wonderful Mexican place on Dufferin near Bloor. It's called La Tortilleria - heaven!!!!!!!!! for me. They make their own nachos and salsa on site and carry a bunch of Mexican products and also serve fresh tacos. Hello - fresh tacos.

"Are you talking about MY taco?"
"Maybe."