But I hate tofu and never eat it...

1. There was a lovely windstorm last night. They were predicting 80 kmph winds, but I don't think it actually topped 60. Too early to tell yet if trees were uprooted, like they were last week.
   
   
2. It's been fun catching up with friends. I saw Sean Monday and Tuesday, and hopefully will see him again today. Sam -- for those of you keeping track of these people -- is married now. It's funny thinking that the kid you used to babysit for is married.
   
   
3. I spotted Victoria's Gay Guy -- this city only has one at any given time, and when he flees to greener pastures another appears to take his place. This one was a gorgoeus redheaded twentysomething working the counter at Zydeco, a novelty and kitsch shop.
   
   
4. Victoria has more novelty and kitsch shops per capita, I suspect, than any city on Earth. If you need a t-shirt boasting your sexual prowess, Jesus action figures, boxing nun puppets, or those crystal balls full of electricity, you have plenty options. Strangely, I have yet to find a store specializing in DVDs, which perhaps says something about the entertainment tastes of Victorians.
   
   
5. Tofu causes male homosexuality. You heard it here first. I suppose, conversely, nothing promotes male heterosexuality like filling your mouth with a nice, big slab of meat.