Gabriel Byrne is one of those ‘close talkers.’ He was at the show tonight, so the manager set up a private bar in her office for him and the people with him. I was imperially guarding the wheelchair washroom, which is incidently right next to the manager’s office, when he walked up and stood in front of me asking if this was the place he was supposed to go. It was a bit surreal, mostly because he looks exactly like he does in the movies (and he generally seems to play someone evil,) and because he’s a close talker and his face was only a few inches away from mine. Anyhow, I showed him into the manager’s office and went back to guarding the wheelchair washroom.
I biked half-way across the city and back today. It was a nice day for it. And my headache went away sometime around 6:50 or so. Hurray!