Story time here at the OK Corral

[phinnia]

When I was at York a million and a half years ago (closer to seven, give or take - I still feel old, and I can't believe I'm going back to school with all those cute little kids there nowadays being the old lady that I am/feel, and I'm probably going to feel utterly out of place, but that's another story) I used to visit anndrag at U of T. (University of Toronto - which is downtown.) She lived in the west end in the dorms there and we'd go out walking in the Annex.

Somewhere just west of Spadina on Bloor Street there was a weird little cafe where, apparently (unfortunately we weren't there at the time, which just totally sucks) a guy came in holding a duck hostage.

He said that he'd kill the duck (on second thought it may have been a goose, but it was definitely waterfowl, anyway) unless people paid him not to. So the patrons of the coffee shop passed a hat around and gave him money and the duck (goose) was saved from a horrible death.

This is, as far as I know, true.

I told you that story so I could tell you this one.

Comments

[epi-lj.livejournal.com]

Hmm. I know that area. The only cafe I can remember there, though, is the Shakespeare Cafe. My memory sucks, though.

[phinnia.livejournal.com]

It may have been that one - I remember it was very small and kind of oblong shaped and had a black or dark sign in front with white cursive type lettering. My memory sucks too. :-)

[epi-lj.livejournal.com]

Maybe it's just changed names. It's always been sort of ... odd. We had one of the last NaNo meetings of last year there.