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Torontonians: if you've got a chance tomorrow, take the subway westbound from Yonge station. They've got Bay closed off for construction so they're routing everything through Museum (of all places!). They're using the lower track to get you there, which means you go through Lower Bay station. Yes, the fabled and mysterious Lower Bay! They don't stop there, but they have turned all the lights on so you can see everything. (If you have no idea what I'm talking about, look it up on wikipedia: "lower bay toronto" should do you for a search string.) Actually, for the early morning trains (like the one I was on) they slowed right down to let everyone take a look at this lost subway stop. (And Karen? If you're reading this, by purest coincidence my playlist threw up Tea Party. Not the right song, but still. Close enough.)

It's been a geeky wish of mine to see this place for years, and now that I have... it wasn't what I was expecting. Seeing it from the train was so very surreal, because it's painted almost like the Bay they still use, and it's the same distance from Yonge, which means the feeling you get from looking out isn't so much "hey, there's something new", but "hey, there's something that should be one way but isn't and eeergh it's strange". It looks like someone went all 28 Days Later on the real Bay station. Passing it so slowly from the (familiar) subway car, looking out at the (familiar-yet-wrong) subway station meant I couldn't look at it on my return trip. It was just too bizarre. Unsettling. It was just too cinematically and narratively perfect, looking out the window (movie screen) at the re-dressed subway station. The entire thing was compounded by the fact that no one really uses Bay much anyway, it's the lost little brother station between two major places where you change lines. Yonge is less confusing and the entrances to Bay and Yonge are, like, just across the street from each other anyway.

I'm not making any sense. It was like seeing your best friend or your mother dressed in the wrong clothes, but through a window, with the glass between you and her insulating you from the slight but unmistakable wrongness of the image. It wasn't real, but it was; it couldn't be and really it wasn't - because the real Bay station is alive and well, just one level up.

But, Torontonians: Lower Bay station is something you'll only see if you're breaking in or tagging along on a shoot (if you're lucky enough to find one to let you tag along on). Now I've only got to find a way to find that station underneath Queen and I'll be one lost station closer to a full set.

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In other news: I wrenched my knee something funky and it's hurting again; _shewalks, I'm sorry that movie was so bad; and I need to sleep for a month. There's nothing I need to do in March, is there? No? Good. *snores*

Who’re you calling meatbag, metal ass?

Pure genius: When Dean Met Bender by glorfinniel, is a SPN crossover like no other. Why? Because it’s a crossover with Futurama, that’s why. Dean and Bender = BFF.

“Who the hell am I?” Dean managed to splutter, his own eyes wide. “Who – what - the hell are you?”

“I asked first, meatbag,” the robot replied casually, folding its mechanical arms.

Dean frowned. He’d recovered surprisingly quickly from the initial shock of finding a talking scrap of metal next to a load of trash (he was a hunter of the Supernatural after all…or maybe his drunkenness was impairing his rational thought) and was now plain pissed off that he’d been insulted. Or at least he was pretty sure that he had been. “Who’re you calling meatbag, metal ass?” Dean demanded, putting his hands on his hips.