Fact: There is nothing more fun. Not a whole lot anyway.
It was the invisible children rescue yesterday. Minus the slightly-more-than-a-fender-bender accident on the way and whiplash, it was a great night. It rained pretty much the whole night, but we made a shelter from tarps and picknick tables, and embraced the wet and the muddy. There's something about being dirty that brings your child side out. We puddle jumped, wandered around downtown barefoot (i did at least. Bad idea? my foot is itchy, i think i have a fungus), were gargoyles for a bit in the windowsills of a beautiful old building, and basically chatted and goofed around all night, except for the couple of hours where we tried in vain to sleep, because we were wet and cold (I can honestly say i have never felt so close to ree. We shared body warmth), not tired, and the subway made minor earthquakes underneath us every half an hour. We were some of the few that braved the night. Probably 3/4 of the abducted left as soon as the rain started and many more left as the night went on. We are hard core.
We were "rescued" early on my Jack Layton, Rick Mercer, CTV (i think), and MTV. I got an interview with MTV. Should air in a couple of weeks.
Good times.
Here we are!
Rick mercer!!
Jack layton
To make my week complete, I had a visit from my very own father and sister. It was awesome. I've been feeling homesick lately and really feeling the hole of being far away from my family. I showed them my "stomping grounds" and some other cool places out here. I had a great time and I wish they could have stayed longer.
Here's some pics:
Life is good.
