"I was on a par with the Creator of the Universe there in the dark in the cocktail lounge. I shrunk the Universe to a ball exactly one light-year in diameter. I had it explode. I had it disperse itself again.... Ask me a question, any question. How old is the Universe? It is one half-second old, but that half-second has lasted one quintillion years so far. Who created it? Nobody created it. It has always been here"--Breakfast of Champions
The weekend before last they had the Salsa on St. Clair Festival around the corner from my house, for the first time in three years. (The last couple of years they had a "virtual" version...) Once again, it was pretty noisy.
I dealt with the noise by going out to see Baz Luhrmann's movie Elvis at the Varsity. It was pretty good, but a bit too long.
Yesterday Moira and I had lunch with Puitak and Gordon at the Mandarin Chinese buffet restaurant near Eglinton station. I couldn't resist eating a full dinner, and I spent the rest of the day resting and digesting. My fortune cookie told me to keep my eye open for unexpected opportunities.
My intermittent cold came back today, and I've been sneezing a lot.
Lately Democrats on Twitter have been repeating the line that voting isn't a valentine to your favourite candidate but a chess move to realize the world you want. Very well, back in the 2016 primary the smart chess move would have been to vote for the candidate with the best chance of beating Donald Trump, and that was clearly Bernie Sanders. (It isn't just hindsight.) But too many Democrats made their primary vote a valentine to Hillary Clinton! Practice what you preach, "pragmatists"...
