Typical. On Sunday night I was floating around the Toronto city area. Brad Pitt was doing similar and somehow he missed me. I need to formulate a plan for next year. Better strategy will be developed.

In happier news I have discovered Dairy Queen. Well, not just Dairy Queen, but the Blizzard. There are 11 toppings to choose from. Except me to be found, unconscious, in a pool of melted Blizzards with all 11 toppings in and around me.