I've started translating another of my Spanish-language Mortadelo y Filemon comic books. This one's title is "Armas con Bicho," which translates as "critter weapons"!
Dinner was corn.
I was going to see a documentary at the Projection Booth, about a veteran New York Times fashion photographer. But transit was screwed up by the Taste of the Danforth street festival, and I waited over ten minutes for the Pape bus before figuring out that it wasn't running. I didn't want to be late, so I went home.


