Hello from Toronto.
I'm writing from rainy Yonge-Dundas Square because my hotel charges $19 for 24 hours of Internet. It's also somehow sucking my mobile's (charged) battery dry while I sleep, rendering the alarm useless.
I saw Danny Glover on my outbound flight eating a sandwich. Saw Bill Maher outside Pearson waiting for a limo. Touched Dylan Moran. Met the (unbeknownst to me at the time) managing editor of BMEzine.
Missed the Bears beating the Colts (!) to attend the world premiere of Zack and Miri Make a Porno. I never thought I'd hear an MC Chris song in a Hollywood movie.
Torontoans like sour burritos.