Our pal Sandra over there at Over Here says someone was looking for me at some mucky-muck book reading in Toronto. I was last in Toronto in 1998 to visit my brother for Christmas. We played video games and had frozen turkey pies and peas for dinner. On a lark we promised to meet again in 8 years time, at the first book-reading given in the south-south-east sector of the city in November of 2006 - as you do - but I didn't think he was fucking serious. Oh well, he'll get over it.
