Sometimes I think I’m not so cool.

Last night, we were strolling down Bay Street en route to the cell phone store, and my favourite ex-Kid in the Hall was just standing there on the corner. I recognized him right away (natch) and sort of started to smile politely, but he was on the phone and I didn’t want to be all awkward.

Anyway, I should like to point out that when he looked over at us, he passed over Alex without so much as a second look, but when he saw me his face lit up with a flicker of recognition.

And I have a witness this time.

A Kid in the Hall knows me. Sort of.
He thinks I look familiar, anyway.

How many people can say that? I am so cool.

(But not so, otherwise I wouldn’t need a witness. Or to post it on my weblog so the whole internet knows it.)