Online Update for the Overseers... yes you lot in the Alphabet Soup Agencies.
Well now, I'm a bad sheeple, I left my phone at home today, (okay yesterday, but stay with me) went out into the world and couldn't Foursquare or Tweet or anything. Unreachable, untraceable, untrackable, I was off my leash like a bad dog. So, since I know that they listen in (or used to, I think that they would actually use me to test the new guys... but that's an old story) and read what I post and all that, I best update them so that they can have some text to go with the surveillance footage.
Got up about 15:00 (that's three post meridiem) and finally got myself out the door about 1700 and got to Tim Horton's on King by Caroline to purchase a medium coffee. Then it was off to the liquor store where I picked up a bottle of Wiser's Deluxe, care of a gift card from my brother Oscar and his lovely wife Veronica. I then made my way to Chapters and picked up “The Science of Discworld II: The Globe” this time care of a gift card from Dawn. I then wandered over to the Farmers market in time to make a purchase before they closed up for the weekend. I got some Chorizo sausages, hot and extra hot.
Then, I returned “Steampunk! An Anthology of Fantastically Rich and Strange Stories ” the unabridged audio book by Brilliance Audio, to the Central Branch of the Hamilton Public Library via the York Street Drop Box. Having finished my earlier coffee and feeling like enjoying the ambience of Mulberries, I made my way there. I purchased a large vanilla latte and a slice of the lemon yoghurt loaf and did a little writing interspersed a conversation with another patron by the name of Kiki.
Then it was home, and dinner and laundry. I know, I'm such a rebel, no wonder I'm such a security concern. However, hopefully this update will keep the kids at the processing centre up to date. After all, it would be a terrible thing if they had to start using Humint again, why, they might do what the East Germans and other Warsaw Pact Nations did and solve the unemployment problem by having the unemployed spy on the rest of us.
Oh the horrors!