I almost got hawked on tonight: Keith and I were walking Lazlo down Burnside and right before I crossed the doorway of Tony's, a man stepped out and hawked a loogie on the sidewalk.
Then apologized for almost sliming me. Thanks, buddy.
Tonight at the dog park we met a woman who found my photos on Flickr and recognized Lazlo. Turns out she/her husband/her dog Caesar live on the floor below us! Crazy internets!