We've had a touch of bad luck lately at Casa Doppelganger, but does that keep us down? Ha! It does not!
Despite the fact that ceilings are waiting to collapse on our innocent sleeping heads and burglars are lurking in our shrubbery seeking any opportunity to steal our electric can-openers and express their creativity -- in poop form! -- on our stoop, Sam and I bravely soldiered out on Sunday to enjoy Vancouver's umpteenth annual Word on the Street festival. And we had a mighty fine time.
Though, come to think of it, Sam's highlights were the Knowledge Network booth, where they were pimping that adventurous little harlot Dora the Explorer (or as Rusty prefers to call her, Dorer the Explorer) and the honest-to-god city bus that had been parked in Library Square for the kids to explore... neither of which is terribly literary, when you come to think about it.
But can you blame him? The poor guy can't even read!
Won't someone think of his shame?