The Importance of Being Canadian

I don't know about the rest of you, but personally, when I'm reading other blogs I can't always be bothered to click on links to see what nugget of webby goodness lies beneath. It depends...how much time I have, what else I should be doing, how interesting it looks...so I know you, my esteemed reader, may not care to follow my whimsical htmlage to behold the browser-enshrined punchline. That's fine.

Miss Canada won the Miss Universe Pageant, proving once again that Canadians are superior to all other lifeforms in our particular arrangement of space-time-probability. At least in terms of baton twirling and mascara application.

Just don't mess with our Post Office.

Toby's in my lap now, so this post will have to be shorter and more adorable than intended. Good day, eh?