It wasn't me

Ah yes, the "moleskine"...The Jimmy Choo of the drawing brigade. I struggled against the temptation of following the pack for quite a while before actually making the mistake of looking at them on Amazon and then instantly ordering four moleskine sketchbooks from an Amazon seller. This one is actually for noting down animation ideas but I just like not having to draw a frame.

Anyway, the reason I noticed the blogger "He's Spartacus", (On right hand side) was because the title really makes me laugh...because that would be closer to the truth than everyone politely shouting "I'm Spartacus." I mean can you imagine ? No, it would be more like everyone running away really fast and pointing....."He's Spartacus."

Sort of what they are doing to Gordon Brown but without robes and wood.

Birdtown

Here's a conversation that took place in the seat behind me on the bus.
Her: "So...did he snitchon her?"
Him: "Yeah, he snitchedon her."
Her: "Holy Sh$$"
Him: "Yer, Holy Sh$$, eh. He went n' snitchedon her."
Her: "What dya feel about that, like?"
Him: "I don't give a sh$$. You know what I'm like."
Her: . "So, he went and snitchedon her."
Him: Yer, she got well and truely snitched,eh"
Bus Driver: "Snitched eh? EGLINGTON and DANFORTH."

Oh, and by the way. I almost collided into Camilla. You know, the one that married the one with the ears. She was crossing the road just outside the Toronto Music Conservatory and surrounded by men dressed in black. I felt quite sorry for her. The rest of the world was busy heading down Bloor Street oblivious of her presence.

I bought this music from the shop up the road.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Em-1gopj_Pg

I'm not saying I can play it, mind...

And here's the shop...
http://www.remenyi.com/rhm/home.html