I promised “normal stuff” about girls and things, so here's some of that. Don't say I never gave ya nothing.
Walking with my friend Tanya involves stopping for her to take pictures of bicycles. She has a new digital camera (one that shames my precious pocket snapshot maker) and a thing for photos of bicycles.
My friends are weird, though I suppose that's a teleology.
We hung out on Sunday and I took photos of her taking photos of bicycles, because I am postmodern and very interesting to know.
Just so you don't think it was all pomo and pixels, we also ducked into a computer shop. And before you jump to the conclusion that we did this because I'm a nerd and constantly have technology on my mind (even if that may be true) I'd like to point out that it was her idea. She needed RAM for her iBook. That's my story, and I'm sticking to it.
In the shop there was a fellow talking into his cell phone. As we passed him he said, "It's not my business. I'm just a middle-man. I'm lying for everybody.”
You meet the most interesting people in Toronto. Or would do, if you stopped to chat with them instead of just eavesdropping like me.
