on july 1st a couple of us headed to the harbourfront to check out a free gig by the likes of feist and apostle of hustle care of the good folks at arts and crafts.

i swear, i saw the goddess of blogging raymi herself among the attendees. i kept looking over a few times and tried to conclude whether or not it was her, until a few glares from misty queen singalled she wasn't too thrilled with me gawking at other ladies.

today, i read raymi's latest entry and as it turns out, she too attended the concert.

in the past little while ive had several spotings of my favourite bloggers around town but its weird just going up to them and being all like, "hey dude/ette! love the blog!" i saw one guy at the modest mouse concert last weekend and he's been a favourite of mine for some time. somewhat of an influence behind this treasure of mine. sadly, he hasn't written in ages and really wanted to say hi but realized, he's just a private dude like me throwing a few words on the intraweb not asking for attention when attending concerts. so i just threw glances and he looked rather uncomfortable by them. it's like he knew what was up and that i was onto him.

i'd be creeped out by that sort of shit and prefer to remain rather private to avoid those possible moments. stupid interaweb fans might be cool and all, i'd just think i'd set them up for disappointment.

i'm not that great people!

anyways, i was listening to floyd earlier and came across a thought that had me thinking. that ol' saying that there's plenty of fish in the sea. what happens when two find that same fish? us less intelligent species devote evening hours to these sort of conundrums.

later scumbags!