Meeting the Observer and my friend at Union Station yesterday was fun. I was a bit late getting there, but they are an understanding bunch. We all had subs and chatted. It was a nice afternoon. I was glad the Observer could make it. He and my friend get along well. The Observer gets along well with anyone. Sometimes I know I can be the most challenging person in the Observer's life to tolerate. He would never say so, but I know. My friend gave me an overgenerous monetary gift. I may use it for a haircut. I am feeling rather shaggy. Putting away soaps last night, I accidentally unplugged my TV. I was surprised at how disappointed not being able to watch it made me feel. I've never really thought of myself as a big TV fan. In fairness, Top Chef was on and I really wanted to see it. Thankfully, my attendant came right before the show started and plugged it in. I tuned in just in time. Luck was on my side. Top Chef is more about cut throat kitchen behaviour as opposed to cooking. It's like a soap opera for cooks. It's light TV before bed. Even so, it's obviously a more important part of my life than I thought. Sometimes mindless entertainment plays an important role in our lives.