I dictated the draft of this post last night, into my phone, from a comfy seat on the shores of Lake Ontario. I had to pass a few thousand hockey fans to get here; I had not realized a playoff game was happening tonight, but the crowds were identically dressed, good tempered, and very, very huge.
It was worth swimming against the throngs. I ended up looking at calm water and listening to the shriek of a million seagulls and red-winged blackbirds. The sun was still up as it approached 7 o’clock and people were strolling around enjoying the tail end of what was a glorious day. There was even a sparrow mooching at my feet, though I had nothing to offer him.
In unrelated news, I killed the Planetalyx livejournal this week. I had not been using it much anymore, but was still exporting this blog out to it, as I do to Facebook, Goodreads, and a few other bits of online real estate. The recent changes to the LJ terms of service and the explicit queer hatred bundled therein were, as I’m sure you can imagine, last straws.
