Yesterday was a collection of lazy shopping, seeing various good folk, and slowly walking all over downtown with some loose end in sight. I tried to get over the strangeness of taking random pictures and fooled around a bit with the camera. So how's about a picture story?
Rajbo and I had some avocado-filled lunch on the stoop at a cafe...
We were joined by the wee brother...Made our way west on Queen, Rajbo scored a lovely FCUK cardigan, I'm not big on the brand but this puppy is an exception. There's something about a hint of salmon that can't be beat. Good colour. The MMVAs are being held this weekend and both soundstages were in full swing. Caught Ciara on one, in her grey baggies, I swear it's her, ha!
Met up with Prince, who was in the most pleasant of moods. Just look at this sweetheart of a face:
...and then I got slapped upside the head.
Drank some sake at the palace, it is my new fav thing to drink. Nice, clean, sake. Preferably out of crystal goblets, like at the palace. The after-effects of being nice and clean:
Walked to the subway to catch a movie (I was hoping Batman Begins). This is the Russian Orthodox Church on Ossington, which is a part of little Portugal.
EVERYTHING was sold out at the Paramount, we decided to push it to the ManuLife Centre and try our luck. As we approached the building, a sharply dressed man of small stature walked passed. Rajbo says "Neha, it's KEIFER!", I whip around and can barely see his face, his hands lighting a fag. Oh, it is SO Keifer (Sutherland)! By this time he's crossed and waiting across the street, the cars rush by, I realize I have to make an attempt at taking a picture. The cars, THE CARS. I take this:
Yeah, that's him on the right, for reals. I wasn't going to post the pic but who cares. These eyes know what they saw and can I just say, 'dreamboat'. Ha. Strangely enough, just before the sighting, Constantine was telling me about his encounter with a bummish Ben Affleck at the same spot a couple of weeks ago. I'm going to carry this camera all summer to catch a snap, just a pick of the nose, a slip of the nip, then I'll paparazzi that shit to a massive condo down payment. It's going to happen, I can feel it.
We ended up watching Mr. & Mrs. Smith. It was funny and those two were as hot as expected. The plot left quite a bit to be desired, a la Bourne Supremacy, but the dialogue makes up for most of it. Batman, when? When?
Rajbo and I had some avocado-filled lunch on the stoop at a cafe...
We were joined by the wee brother...Made our way west on Queen, Rajbo scored a lovely FCUK cardigan, I'm not big on the brand but this puppy is an exception. There's something about a hint of salmon that can't be beat. Good colour. The MMVAs are being held this weekend and both soundstages were in full swing. Caught Ciara on one, in her grey baggies, I swear it's her, ha!
Met up with Prince, who was in the most pleasant of moods. Just look at this sweetheart of a face:
...and then I got slapped upside the head.
Drank some sake at the palace, it is my new fav thing to drink. Nice, clean, sake. Preferably out of crystal goblets, like at the palace. The after-effects of being nice and clean:
Walked to the subway to catch a movie (I was hoping Batman Begins). This is the Russian Orthodox Church on Ossington, which is a part of little Portugal.
EVERYTHING was sold out at the Paramount, we decided to push it to the ManuLife Centre and try our luck. As we approached the building, a sharply dressed man of small stature walked passed. Rajbo says "Neha, it's KEIFER!", I whip around and can barely see his face, his hands lighting a fag. Oh, it is SO Keifer (Sutherland)! By this time he's crossed and waiting across the street, the cars rush by, I realize I have to make an attempt at taking a picture. The cars, THE CARS. I take this:
Yeah, that's him on the right, for reals. I wasn't going to post the pic but who cares. These eyes know what they saw and can I just say, 'dreamboat'. Ha. Strangely enough, just before the sighting, Constantine was telling me about his encounter with a bummish Ben Affleck at the same spot a couple of weeks ago. I'm going to carry this camera all summer to catch a snap, just a pick of the nose, a slip of the nip, then I'll paparazzi that shit to a massive condo down payment. It's going to happen, I can feel it.
We ended up watching Mr. & Mrs. Smith. It was funny and those two were as hot as expected. The plot left quite a bit to be desired, a la Bourne Supremacy, but the dialogue makes up for most of it. Batman, when? When?
6 Comments:
Hahahaha...love it!
A friend and I tried to go see Batman Begins, but alas, we it was sold out. However, we chose the next best thing - Mr & Mrs Smith. And yes, you are right...those two together make a very hot mix. After watching the movie, Claire and I rushed to our touch football game - we had so much arse-kicking energy left after watching the 'let's blow up everything in a Home & Garden store' scene. :)
Batman - much arse kicking to be had.. read all at flatulation station.
I just saw batman.....it was awesome. Such riveting action, and damn the batmobile is sick. Sorry. I'm just trying to rub it in. It's working? Cool.
Hot Dang! Christian Bale needs to get in my pants, I fell madly in crush with him in American Psycho and I couldn't believe my ears when he scored Batman. Last week, he was in town and actually drove the mobile to the premiere. Some drunk saw him on the road and freaked the fuck out and crashed into some post. Bale has been banned from driving the mobile on the streets. Booo. I'm going to watch it soon, hopefully IMAX. Thanks for the encouragement y'alls, nothing like getting pumped for a movie that shall not disappoint.
My head looks wonky in that pic. Jaysis what happened to me? I used to be so pretty...
err, i had to lessen the width from 500px to 400px so it would fit within my border. it was a case of ugly blog vs. wonky friend. i chose the former. i'm a horrible slag with a charcoal heart. cam aaan.
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