leahbobet | Met the Ghost of Stephen Foster at the Hotel Paradise...

We did not meet any ghosts today (possibly alas to that, but only possibly, since one is apparently a pusher). But a good chunk of the office went on a lunch hour field trip to the Ghost Tour that was put on for Assembly staff, wherein we got to do things like eat candy, hear about the at least half-dozen ghosts that Queen's Park has, and go in the attic.

The attic is incredible. Even if you aren't a geek about architecture like me. It has sweeping bridge-support roof beams and brick walls and wood and wood and wood.

(Do you see those two little towers in the picture? I was so in them.)

Do a public tour of the building if you ever get a chance. It's so worth it.

After work, I fled Halloween with

delta_november and went to the ROM instead to see the diamonds exhibit.

Go click that link. Note who's the sponsor on the banner.

That'll tell you all you need to know.

In order to clean the taste of propagandist capitalism selloutery from our mouths, we did the dinosaurs really quickly before the museum closed. This worked. While skeletal dinosaurs were terrifying to me as a kid (even though I was fascinated by them) they mostly look like goofy puppydogs now. Whee! I'm gonna eat you! Yay!

Also, gigantic land sloth, massive fossil turtle, and armadilloes.

There are some rather amusing juxtapositions in the new dinosaur gallery. Behold the Canadian Antlered Glacier! Reshaping your landscape, eh!

(Some things really just do beg to be put on the internets.)

And with that, I shall wander to bed, as I have two (2) whole chickens (they were on buy one get one free at the College Park Dominion -- Torontonian chickenovores, take note) and I must get up tomorrow to do something with them. That may involve roasting. Or soup. Something.