The heat is making people weird

The Scream is over, and desultory monthly-ish posting will now resume here on Squiddity. I was in Kensington getting groceries today, and there was a busker in front of the bakery again. Today it was a young white woman in an ankle-length African-print muumuu, singing "Walking On Sunshine" very loudly, unaccompanied, not particularly well, into a carrot. Yup. Bouncing from side to side, holding a jumbo carrot as if it were a microphone, and singing into it. This was unusual even by Kensington standards, and people half a block away were standing on the sidewalk staring at her. The ladies in the Patty King across the street were talking about maybe calling 911.

A futile quest

Today someone found this blog by searching on the term "how to impress hipster boys."

Hah! Hipster boys aren't impressed by anything.

Squiddity at the Scream

The Scream Literary Festival is on now, with events every night until the mainstage in High Park on the 14th. I'll be blogging on the Scream website about events I attend throughout the festival. Do drop by!