As I write this, Pope John Paul II is apparently hovering near death; by the time you read it, he may well have already died.

Here's a few things I've found talking about his legacy:

Here's a collection of news coverage on the report of The Commission on the Intelligence Capabilities of the United States Regarding Weapons of Mass Destruction, commonly known as the Silberman-Robb report.

The acerbic Bill Maher takes aim at the 'just say no to intercourse' ethos that's sweeping America's teens and asks, Where was Bush when I was in high school?

It's on the theme of TV and interesting lives.

I'm minding my own business, strolling home after doing some afternoon life-maintenance errands.

Two young, presumably Orthodox Jewish men (based on dress and hair), stop me on Markham St., just south of Bloor. "Excuse me: Are you Jewish?" one of them asked.

Overheard on Queen St. W:

"I never fart in public," one street-hardened young man said emphatically to his buds. "Around other people? NEVER. No fuckin' way."

If you read my earlier post, you'll know my imagination was piqued by Frank Miller's Sin City, which goes into wide release today.

All I can say is, believe the hype; it's a visually dazzling film that will shift how movies are made and look. But it isn't without some flaws in the storytelling department.