We are sitting in the cab on the way to the airport as I’m writing this. It’s raining, and I have never seen Toronto look so dreary. Maybe it’s just sad we’re leaving…although I doubt it. MC played some Texas holdem’ with some folks at the party last night while I came back to the hotel to pack. More from him soon as he promises to do a wrap up of his own when we get back.

Today was a wrap up kind of day. I slept in thankfully, but went down to check out with Matthew around 10. He headed off to a film, while I had breakfast in the hotel then headed out for a few hours of window shopping before catching Margaret Cho’s BAM BAM AND CELESTE. I think Margaret has Chris Rock disease. Great stand up, ok to not great in films.

Afterward I ducked into John Turturro’s musical ROMANCE & CIGARETTES. With a who’s who of a cast the film is good, especially the musical numbers, but the film fluctuates between happy musical outbursts that counteract the characters’ mundane Jersey lives and their actual mundane Jersey lives. I just didn’t feel the balance.

Back at the hotel Matthew and I picked up our luggage from the bell desk and here we sit with Tomo, our Yugoslavian driver (nice man), Canadian candy bars in tow…Oh, I did see Liev Schreiber on the corner in Yorkville (he’s really tall) and MC saw Woody Harrelson in the lobby of the Varsity (not so tall).

Storefront name of the day: Florida Jack’s Boxing Club (…no, it really is a boxing club)