Went to the Museum of Anthropology yesterday. Spent some time looking at the outdoor exhibits and wandering around in the weak spring sunshine which seemed to get as far as Boundary Road, but it never really got sunny in Burnaby yesterday.
I just got accused of being pseudonymous. Colin reposted my “Parking Goddess” monograph from 1993, and one of the responses was that even though I’m googlable and have an eponymous website, that proves nothing.
That son of a bits wants me to give up blogging entirely, and I may oblige him. What’s the point of blogging virtually every day for five years only to have some asshat not believe in your existence. I am so mad I could spit.