I am a dreamer, or maybe better put, I remember my dreams. I often wonder how my sleeping brain can create such fantastical, unfamiliar places. One particular element appears in my dreams rather frequently―an elevator the size of a large room. To my astonishment, I saw just such an elevator today.
Leslie and I were among the last to leave the studio after a taping of the George Stroumboulopoulos show. Sometimes it pays