Spirits in the Material World

Yesterday, I saw a cute little Buddhist monk (the Dalai Lama is currently visiting Toronto, so we've had a sudden influx of Buddhist monks recently) wandering in the Eaton's Centre. I found that really funny and incongruous. (He must have heard that Old Navy was having a sale on yellow and orange robes.)

Also, this totally sucks. It means I'll have to find a new band to hire to play my future wedding.

(Now playing: "Everywhere With Helicopters", Guided By Voices)