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Thursday, May 19, 2005
Chasing the Quon'dar
Downtown Chinatown
 It was Thursday, so I was running with Mariela.
MARIELA: Did you get a load of those pictures of Peter MacKay? Back home on the farm?
BLAMB: Playing the sap is gonna come back and bite him in the ass someday.
We ran past a Globe newspaper box. MacKay was on the cover looking solemn with his dog.
 MARIELA: Back to his roots! In his boots!
BLAMB: He's not so innocent. When he ran for the Tory leadership, he said he wouldn't merge the party with the Alliance [via Spicer] and then he did.
MARIELA: It was practically the first thing he did.
BLAMB: So in a way, it's payback. He's deluded himself into thinking that Harper would accomodate moderates, but Stronach's situation was proof that was not the case. Really, it was MacKay who let Stronach down. So seeing him play the wounded boy is pretty rich.
 MARIELA: And Harper is no moderate ... hey, isn't that your buddy, Quon'dar?
BLAMB: My buddy? I can stand that moron!
MARIELA: Did he and Alice get back together?
BLAMB: No. She said he left the city ... and the planet.
MARIELA: Well, that's him. Maybe you should ask him what's up.
We jogged after Quon'dar for a minute but he turned a corner. When we reach the next street, he was gone ... until Mariela spotted him again.
MARIELA: He just went into that store!
We walked over to the store and went in. Quon'dar wasn't there.
BLAMB: There's a side entrance. He must have left through it.
 We exited the store and spotted him again. I shouted his name, trying to get his attention and he ducked off the street.
MARIELA: He went down that alley.
BLAMB: Do you think he heard me?
We started walking towards the alley.
MARIELA: He must have, he was right there. Maybe he doesn't want to talk to you.
We walked to the end of the alley. Quon'dar was gone.
11:43 PM
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