Free The Jury

One of the ladies on the jury has a home business making custom printed ribbon and napkins, and she brought in something today to make us laugh (the caption reads “Free the Jury, The Toronto Eleven” because one of our jury was excused on the first day of the trial, for unknown reasons):

And at lunch I went out to one of my favourite little greasy spoon places on Queen Street, where I saw a mouse running along the floor under the lunch counter, and then it ran under my table and back the way it came. Several people saw it, and the waitress just said, “He wants to play.” Not sure if it’s still my favourite place…

Anyhow, off tonight to see Modest Mouse, 764-HERO, and The Chins. Tomorrow night I’m seeing Sleater-Kinney. You’d never believe I was 35 years old, at this rate…