There is something about seeing ice cream on the ground that makes me just a bit sad.  It’s not because of the pure fact that it’s been wasted.  I think it’s more because I can’t help but imagine that there was some child that dropped their cone and how their excitement and joy at having an ice cream cone, in an instant turned into sadness and disappointment at losing their delicious treat.  It happened to me as a kid, and it really sucks.  Although I don’t think that was real ice cream, more of a frozen dairy chemical concoction (Ingredients:Modified milk ingredients, sugar, glucose, soy mono and diglycerides, guar gum, dextrose, artificial
vanilla flavour, carrageenan, cellulose gum.), so it makes me just a little less sad, but still sad, because people are eating that instead of real ice cream.

Special Sunday post.  I don’t usually post on Sundays, but I just had to share this.  I’m not quite sure what’s going on here.  I was walking across King st earlier today and I wasn’t really paying attention to anything, I think I was looking across a parking lot at the train station.  I looked down the street where I was walking and I saw a bear.  I was a bit startled, I didn’t know what it was at first, just saw a large brown being on the sidewalk. I quickly figured out what it was and snapped a couple of pictures as I got closer.  They weren’t really doing anything in particular.  The bear was holding a cell phone and the other two were just standing there.  There was also a photog across the street taking their picture.  I don’t know.  Just another weird thing I’ve seen on the streets of London.