Cat-boom?

At some point before dawn, a cat exploded on my lawn. Or a tribble.


Any thoughts, cat people?

Went on a walk at lunch with commanderteddog, down to the waterfront to buy Tim Tams and look at things. Total distance was 4.89 km.


Yonge Street died, and was buried under this cairn, next to a funky bumblebee themed gravestone. True story!


Queen's Quay Shopping Terminal is a triumph of naturalistic, warm, fuzzy architecture!


You know, if I were a Republican, and American, the corpse of Richard Nixon would probably be a better choice for president than Palin or Jeb Bush.


Behold! A magic potion, found under a picnic table! Let us quaff it at once, and note the properties!