I, Robot . . .
When I was younger, I used to imagine that I was a robot, in some grand experiment. I was a test subject. The rest of the world knew that I was a robot, but I was never to have this knowledge myself – for that would ruin the experiment. But no one ever figured out that I was self-aware, and cognizant of this grandiose test.
So every human I interacted with was actually part of the experiment. Scientists were studying how I would respond to certain situations.
I’m not sure why I imagined such a fanciful tale. It really was a philsophical quagmire for me, in that there were times when I did in fact wonder if this was true of me and reality. I think in large part, it had to do with my love affair with the movie “D.A.R.Y.L.” – which my brother used to bring home from Erol’s Video for me several times a year. I think I have always been largely impacted by movies. Even to this day, movies speak spiritual truths to me that I could not imbibe from any sermon – no matter how well it was taught.
That was totally random . . . I don’t know why I bothered sharing it. New thought:
“Torontonians” . . .
I still think they should be called “Torontians”, b/c it makes it sounds like they are people with some sort of disease or something . . . but Brian says it’s “Torontonians” . . . I’ll accept that
So I just got back from Toronto last night, and I had an AWESOME time! I met my boy Paul in New York on Friday afternoon, and then we headed off on a looooooong ass journey to Toronto. The driving was quite smooth up until we reached Buffalo, and then we hit TONS of snow! What a nightmare! But it was actually quite clear up in Canada, so we pushed through, and met up with Brian and Anna.
I won’t bore you with every last detail, but here are some of the highlights:
Sushi! “Rent” the movie with some of the dearest people to my heart (there really isn’t anything like experiencing “Rent” with folks who actually get it). Thai food. Nearly getting arrested. . . Yikes! Drive-through antics The “Peanut Butter . . . and Jelly!” song . . . 10 minutes of laughter from that alone. Prank calls to unsuspecting people coast-to-coast Snow. Silly talks, deep talks, and everything in between. Progressive church service with artsy Canadians. Dandini! Twizzlers and Lucky Strikes – addictions for everyone
All in all, I found Toronto to be rather schizophrenic. I’ve never seen a city where very ghetto shops are in juxtaposition to very upscale shops. It shouldn’t surprise me, considering Toronto is one of the most diverse cities in the world . . . but I guess it’s strange b/c my idea of diversity is where there are distinc communities within an area, but Toronto is so well mixed that there’s nothing distinct about it! Everyone’s just thrown in the mix. It’s very cool, but very weird.
Paul, Anna, Brian . . . I miss you guys already I had such a great time. Thank you so much for doing my heart well. I needed that. Thanks for being the bestest friends a guy could ask for.
Anywho . . . back to the grind . . . and lookin’ for love in all the WRONG places. *sigh*