
… and he’s driving Ebi bananas.
How did it get this late/early? If I was in Toronto and it wasn’t Good Friday, I’d be on my way to work right now. But it’s not yet 6am in Vancouver so everyone’s asleep and here I am, looking at the city lights.
I must be delirious, because I titled this picture “(Kermie)osity killed the cat”. Later on today I’ll probably renounce my ability to speak the English language — I punned myself into The Hall of Shame.

The flight was great — the best I’ve had in ages, even though it left an hour late. The plane was at capacity, this being Easter weekend and all, but I managed to score the window end of an exit row. The only thing is that the Airbus 321 I was on didn’t have power points in Coach/Economy and my batteries (both!) were only partially charged. I didn’t make it through An Inconvenient Truth on my PowerBook, but I was so wiped out I wouldn’t have made it all the way through, anyway — I fell asleep. That snooze on the plane is why I’m still awake right now, but at least I got my sushi fix, had a catch-up with the West End gang, and I’m ready to snooze again!
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