As Flies to Wanton Boys are We to th' Gods...

Only blogging a little drawing of one of the kids across the street, during recess in the schoolyard.

Other than that, I wanted to mark that there was the Canadian election last night, which changed nothing. I made an ass of myself at the polling station, because I hadn't brought enough ID. Along with my passport and my polling card, I had to dig up a gas bill with my address on it, because I forgot the passport didn't have that information. I complained to the staff, and sounded like a nut, but came back with the third document. It seemed there were other people in the line in the same situation as me. Well, it was hardly worth it in the end, because the same government came back in basically the same situation we had been in before this exercise was started.

I'll leave a last word to Mary Soderstrom, who actually worked for a candidate, in Westmount, and has a literary-themed take on the election.