I heard on the news today that school kids in Toronto are not getting enough exercise — “enough” being defined as an hour of physical activity per day. Apparently only 3% (yes, THREE percent) of girls are achieving that. Wow. No wonder there’s an obesity epidemic. With that in mind, Nefarious and I went to the park to play after school (as I’m proud to say we almost always do) and after finishing up we took a walk through the mini zoo of High Park. Last time she was there with Caitlin they fed the emu grass and flowers, and on seeing Nefarious the emu started growling/groaning/purring and excitedly came over to see her. He seemed extremely pleased to be fed dandelions, which he greedily wolfed down with obvious delight. This phonecam video is only the last ten percent of his treat.
I’ve sort of begun at the end, but the day started with some action as well. Driving Nefarious to school we noticed that up ahead of us — right next door to where we used to live — were a few ambulances and fire engines and that the police had closed some streets. We got as close as we could, parked, and then walked up to the emergency tape and saw that one of the old boarded up homes that have been slowly getting bought up as the owners die (eventually when the developer owns the whole block, condos will go up) was in flames. Since they’ve been abandoned for about a decade (as long as I can remember), I’m guessing that whoever was crashing in it last night got cold and made a mistake with the fire they started.
Other than that, there are a few trucks like mine — big lifted Jeep Cherokees — in this neighborhood and I snapped this pictures of one of the more interesting ones this morning as I was waiting for the pharmacy to open. Click to zoom in if you’d like a closer look.
Another Zombie Disposal truck perhaps? Sure looks the part.
It’s been around for a while, transforming over the last few years. Every time a panel rusts out, the owner seems to replace it with a fiberglass panel of his own creation. Originally it was rough and amateurish, almost as if made of cardboard boxes that had been roughly glassed, but it looks like the owner is getting a bit more experience under his belt. It kind of looks like a bizarre miniature Hummer… Like if you once saw a military first-gen Hummer in a movie a decade ago, and then tried to recreate it from memory.
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