Sad songs and the so much they say

After my late night entry on Can-Indie Country/Rocker Ridley Bent, monsura discovered you can watch the song too. Huzzah!

Law: 0 TBG: 1

So, a couple weeks ago when heronymous_waat was visitng TDot, a group of RPG.net-errs went out to grab dinner downtown and welcome him to the city.

Quick question: Can anyone give me a good comparison for someone being sent from Chicago to "Toronto", but their employer is actually located in Oakville, and that's where they stay? I was thinking "like being sent to LA and ending up in Burbank", if only because Burbank is just kinda funny.

Anyway, I parked Supercar down the road and traipsed over to to Everest for dinner. Was okay, even though service was on the poor side and food just mediocre, as the company made up for it. Sat with kinra and chryx as well as a few other folks, including CanGenreLit All Star Gemma Files. I ended up getting a chapbook of one of her short stories from her.

I'd offered heronymous_waat a ride home, so afterwards he, Solabusca & I headed up to Supercar to get him his ride home (or hotelward, at least). So when we arrived at my loyal steed (I will insist that I parked it two blocks up because I wanted to give him a short tour of Queen West, nto because I didn't know there were parking spots that far east) what did we find but a parking ticket.

The ticket was marked "Failure to display parking receipt properly" or some horseshit. I, naturally, flipped (or at least got upset) and grabbed the ticket and receipt and vowed to fight them to the highest court in the land.

Flash forward to today. I left home a little early, as one of the addresses to go to to arrange a court date was (hopefully) not far from work, and would allow me to go and make a date and then make it to work in time.

I motored across Eglington, stopped and parked (no ticket, this time) and went inside. I was a little agog when I saw that there was a lineup to take a number, but I figured I was there, might was well try. I noticed, then, another row of windows, marked "parking tickets".

I strolled up to the line, handed the ticket to the woman working behind it, and told her I disagreed. She handed me a form to fill out, and looked at the ticket. I handed the form back to her, and to my not inconsiderable suprrise she tore it up. She looked at the receipt, and stamped the ticket "cancelled".

TBG 1, Toronto Parking Authority 0. Woot!

Ouch

Apparently Lucasarts is suing Gen Con over the disbursement of the proceeds of the charity auction from last year's Celebration.

A copy of the complaint may be found here.

It looks like Lucasfilm is claiming $800,000 plus damages, and has terminated GenCon's contract to run the Celebration cons.

Ogrecave.com had the scoop.