Seeing The City

Morning was spent having brunch at some amazingly charming little restaurant called “Noon.” Where I met the Old Friend’s newer friends. They were a very easy going, extremely likeable bohemian style artsy couple and with any luck I will get to know them better, because they just seemed like two really nice people that you should be friends with.

After watching it on TV during my youth, I finally got to stand in front of the Muchmusic building on Queen Street West, and watched some of the high falutin’, “Cooler Than Thou” cosmopolitans buying coffee (with super cool upturned collars!) at the Starbucks across the street.

I also found at least one promising comic book store which has already won me over. Also in the same area, it’s called “Silver Snail” and when I was picking up the next trade paperback of Fables that I didn’t have (that being Book 5) I was pleasantly surprised when teen-ish, female cashier behind the counter with the red streak in her hair informed me “We charge American prices for Marvel and DC books. Not for indie publishers though, sorry.”

Still. Here I had thought that comics were actually cheaper in Singapore, and now, at least over at Silver Snail, they actually end up being surprisingly affordable.

Watched Black Dahlia. I’m trying to decide whether the parts I really liked outweigh the parts I really disliked, and vice versa.

Also, the Wife is sick and I feel bad about that, and miss her horribly, but at least she will now own some decent gloves and other assorted bits of winter wear after a visit to some place called the Mountain Equipment Co-Op. Or something like that. It seems horrifyingly Canadian though, in that everything seems designed to keep you alive and comfy in an igloo submerged under the Arctic ocean with an enraged polar bear scratching away at the roof…