Got off the train at Bay and tried to get to the installation under the station. Transit cops yelled at everyone to get out and join the line. Wow, what a huge line.

Inside the ice house at bloor and lansdowne

From the phone

Nuit blanche is tonight. L and I are wandering the streets. I am going to try my best to keep this going all night.

"A very close friend of mine once told me that the most important things in life happen when you're just hanging out. What I think she meant was, well, you can have a good time with just about anyone on a roller coaster, or at the Super Bowl, or in Vegas. But its really how you feel in the little moments that count. If you find someone who makes you laugh when you're standing in line at the DMV, or when you're sick with the flu, or who you can still have fun with while, say, having a heated debate about the pros and cons of wedding appetizers, well, that's something."

- David J. Rosen

Every minute more unprepared...

mi muchacha caliente
¿adónde usted ha ido?
tus ojos han perdido su fuego
tus palabras han perdido su canción
¿adónde usted ha ido?
mi muchacha caliente

"And when you ask them, how much should we give?"

Earlier this week I was contacted by an old friend. A guy I used to run with in high school. We chased girls and got drunk together, hung out and generally got up to no good. For a time, he was a good friend, probably one of my better ones. We drifted apart. He was in the army reserves and had some pals from that. I was an indie kid.

Last I heard he did a tour in Bosnia, with the peacekeepers, and I bumped into him after he got back. He had changed in a way I would never understand. You could see it in his eyes.

I haven't seen him in 15 years. and he emailed me this week. He is still in the army, only now most of his unit is in Afghanistan. And I am in Canada, waiting for the sixth soldier's name to be released. 'Cause now that I know he is alive, I'm really hoping he doesn't end up dead.