Generation X

Okay, so GenX is a movie store that has every movie ever made contained within its four walls. I returned movies this evening after work and it was there that I experienced a quirky little moment that I feel compelled to share.

A tall, flustered man, wearing a bike helmet, walked into the store and rushed to the counter.

"Have you seen a shoe? A small children's shoe? I'll go look. We were biking, but she doesn't actually have her shoe.... It's just one shoe..."

He ran around the store for a fruitless 45 seconds.
I hid my smile and stifled my giggles.

Just like an Oompa Loompa

When I was biking home from work yesterday, I was enjoying a nice, warm but slightly overcast afternoon. I was biking through the University of Waterloo campus and there were people everywhere, walking, biking, rollerblading, guys, girls and profs with dark hair, light hair, light skin, dark skin, purple skin…

That’s right. Purple skin.

I certainly did a double take.

The person in question was a roller-blader and she looked like a member of the Blue Man group or an 60's Oompa Loompa, except for the fact that she was purple and not bald or in a candy factory. Her arms were bare and purple. Her face and neck were purple. She was wearing shorts, and her legs were purple.

What was the most spectacular about the fact that there was a purple girl walking through campus?

I was the only one who noticed.

I was amazed, no one looked twice. No necks craning, no traffic stopping, no surprised expressions. I felt like I was the only one who thought this was something to make note of – does this kind of thing happen every day? Are people just not observing what is going on around them?

Here’s to you, purple girl.

My new BFF: Blue Demon

What could possibley be the thing that I would be least likely to do on a weekend visit back to Toronto?

Go to a outdoor, international Lucha Libre match on the Toronto Harbourfront you say?

Why, you are correct!

The wikipedia definition of Lucha Libre is as follows:

Spanish for "free wrestling" or free fighting, Lucha Libre is a term used in Mexico, and other Spanish-speaking countries referring to a form of professional wrestling involving varied techniques and moves.

The crowd around the stage was thick with onlookers. People ranged in age from 2 year olds perched on the shoulders of their parents to the elderly - this was something the whole family could watch. We were a wide range of people, but we all shared a common goal - we wanted to be entertained, and entertained we were.

There are no words to really describe what it was like. I'm not going to even try. All I can say is that I'm planning on going again if it is held next year, but I am staking out a better spot.