Musings —11.01.2015 09:32 AM—
I mean, seriously: what nine-year-old knows stuff like this? What nine-year-old cares about stuff like this?
When I was nine, my interests were (a) finding mint Wayne Cashman hockey cards (b) completing my fort in the back yard (c) persuading Patti Donnelly to play doctor in our crawlspace.
Welcome to Toronto, where $14,000 worth of lumber and a patch of dirt will get you $1.5 million. And nosy, irritating nine-year-olds dressed (appropriately) like Star Wars stormtroopers on Halloween.
True tale. Kid in Star Wars costume at door: "You paid [exactly right amount] for this house." Me: "Whatever happened to trick or treat?"
— Warren Kinsella (@kinsellawarren) November 1, 2015