meeting people and influencing no-one
the journal of Michael Werneburg
twenty-seven years and one million words
Toronto, 2001.07.13
Moving Jon was an ordeal. Not for the usual reasons, but for his tenant Chako having a cat. People and their habits of living with animals! Luckily, our Jonathan owns next to nothing, so it went quickly. The Molson Indy is making a hell of a racket in the city today; you could hear it clear over on the east end where his amazingly dusty storage facility is.
After moving, we went and visited with some of the old Trimark crowd. Then it was off to the Keg, where we met with Jean and her gang. My allergies were in full swing, naturally, perfect time to meet new people.