The rain stopped sometime this morning and has held off all day. Not to worry though, more wet weather is moving in overnight. This has been a very, very rainy May. Now that the discussion over the actual size of a cubit has been settled, construction is underway on the Ark at Anchovy World Headquarters. When the time comes, we’ll be loading the Newfs and the lions into the ark and we’ll safely sail away.
My father used to tell me about a guy who lived by the tracks in the West Toronto Junction, back in the days when trains were king, who build an ark out of old skids. When the great flood came, he was going to sail down Runnymede Ave to Bloor, across to Windermere and down to the lake. I bet he was a really interesting fellow.
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Last night some kind of critter climbed up into my raised veggie garden and started looking for grubs. I’m OK with sharing my grubs, but I wish he was gentler on the garden. Some of my lettuce crop was damaged and I’m trying not to be grumpy about it.
27th Street 
No boring or dull people lived in that area. I remember the story of the guy who got into an argument with his wife over which tv program to watch. He settled the argument by throwing the portable tv out the second floor window. It reportedly landed on the Annette St. bus and was last seen heading east.