A gloomy Saturday afternoon in Toronto. You know that radio telling you to stay at home with that subtext no need to head downtown to work has ordered me to fill up the gas tank as petrol prices in Toronto have “plummeted” 14 cents in the past two days. Being accustomed to being ordered aroundContinue reading “The Great Toronto Petrol Spill: Part One: Don’t Wanna Be a Self Immolating Buddhist Monk”
