It was in September 2004, but I believe it was right after TIFF when I bumped into Shannon Elizabeth and her entourage at the Brass Rail strip club. This sexy brunette vixen was having a jolly great time and getting lap dances for herself and her crew.
I went out to the island today to escape the infernal TIFF propaganda and perhaps to find some gold rings. Biking between Hanlan's and Center Island on the way home I almost collided with a giant tent set up by the lighthouse filled with people in pretentious outfits, schmoozing to the sounds of DJ Mainstream on the wheels of laptop. Gah!