Continuing my long standing practice of being the worst friend ever, today (mere hours1 before JIM heads north to freedom and virtually minutes2 before he needed to teach his landlady how to do a walkthrough of the apartment he's been renting, i met up with him for the third time. Well, one might argue second and a half since one of those meet-ups involved strange visitors from foreign lands3.
It was good to meet up with him, even if it did mean that he was never taken from the Village of Davis, and therefore never got a chance to be shown the Glory Hole, a phrase JIM was unwilling to randomly search images for some strange reason.
Sigh, and now he's surrounded by cardboard and legal forms before once again discovering that the sole reason the bottom half of the country is far more populated than the top is because of the required frequent trips between the consulate office and the moving company storage facility. As i understand, this is part of some sort of welcoming dance Canadians perform upon returning to their native land, all the while speaking a strange toungue that is best not used on Sundays or in polite company.
And now, with idle chatter of the benefits of mitre hats vs. pith helmets and high definition pool cue cams in 3D IMAX (possibly with an intro by Dr. Tongue) behind us. i shall have to content myself with future plans of travels north. Fair thee well, young JIM. Go forth from this fertile valley with it's tire fires and reasonably stable topography and return to your home lands.
T'was good to have you here, m'boy. We should have done that more often.
1 Days are divided into hours.
2See #1.
3Which means that Steve and Valette are either very close to being Superpeople or that folks from Anchorage can leap over tall buildings.
Oh, Maple Ridge is no stranger to tire fires - though I can't seem to find any reference on the web to the Great Whonnock Tire Fire, so it's probably been covered up by an ICBC conspiracy.
I don't know if Canada will be safe for you, Steve - there is "Canadian Idol", which last time I checked was hosted by the Ben Mulroney, son of Ronald Reagan's favorite golf caddie; and given his Dad was a Conservative PM, I'm sure the current Tory government's first act on winning a majority government will be to make all Mulroney-related activities mandatory.
And Shep - not any better, dude. Sorry.
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This just means that when our government makes it a requirement for all citizens to watch American Idol, I'll have someone to stay with when I flee to Canada.