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So rush tickets are not SRO-- that's literally standing room, no chairs or equivalents allowed, also in the balcony so no, not SRO. Rush if I understand correctly are half off whatever seats are left day of, purchaseable online but no, I want to ask in person if there's a place for my walker. Still thinking about it. There's no time constraints on rush because it's a lot more than $15 wherever you sit. So I could do virtual funeral-- am not up for an Anglican mass with the stand up sit down and kneel, which titanium knees don't do, not to mention the handshake of peace that I hope they've dispensed with in these plaguey times but bet they haven't. And then go down to Queen St. to check the box office. Shall continue to consider.
Today was blowy showery October, sun and sprinkles and the great cumulus clouds of autumn doing their Hasui/ Baroque/ Maxfield Parrish thing. Had to go out because no electricity and my house is dark. To Loblaws for one of their remarkably good roast beef sandwiches, library for the hold on Cinder House, home to sit on porch and read same and watch Hydro guys hook up transformers: in doing which they cut 2 feet off Mrs. Prof Islamic Studies' conifer because it was too close to the wires. Hope she doesn't mind. Wish I had a line running to a transformer so the guys would take their billhook to my linden, but no. If I want that thing trimmed must jump through city hoops to get permission, as I know from six years ago, and the city hoops are a pain.
Got too cold outside even with winter jacket so came in and read in the study which at least has light. Eventually came to the surface, looked at clock saying 4:28, clicked on light and behold, illumination. So that's alright.
Today was blowy showery October, sun and sprinkles and the great cumulus clouds of autumn doing their Hasui/ Baroque/ Maxfield Parrish thing. Had to go out because no electricity and my house is dark. To Loblaws for one of their remarkably good roast beef sandwiches, library for the hold on Cinder House, home to sit on porch and read same and watch Hydro guys hook up transformers: in doing which they cut 2 feet off Mrs. Prof Islamic Studies' conifer because it was too close to the wires. Hope she doesn't mind. Wish I had a line running to a transformer so the guys would take their billhook to my linden, but no. If I want that thing trimmed must jump through city hoops to get permission, as I know from six years ago, and the city hoops are a pain.
Got too cold outside even with winter jacket so came in and read in the study which at least has light. Eventually came to the surface, looked at clock saying 4:28, clicked on light and behold, illumination. So that's alright.