a brush with greatness, without pissing it off

this afternoon, following my pre-tv-appearance manicure [my hands now look like martha stewart's], i was walking along queen east and noticed two gentlemen in front of me.

one of them was wearing a fur hat [like the trappers wear]. it was mike myers. the other was a mike-myers-lookalike with shocking grey hair. i'd bet it was his brother. they both smiled a lot.

the two of them went into the lcbo store [liquor shop, for you non canucks] and bought....a bottle of good scotch in a box. there was much deliberation over which one to choose. i suspect it was a gift.

i said nothing to him, though i adore the man. i did, however, call hub from the back of the shop to ask what wine i should buy for a friend and might have mentioned it. in a whisper.

we're canadian. we have a non-confrontational reputation to uphold.