Wait, what was that last business?

We actually had things to say, and then the tampon/food baby thing got us side tracked. Dammit - hate when that happens.

HERE! Sit on this and spin, John Baird. You know it's important when the Quebec and Ontario government TEAM UP and AGREE on something. Hopefully, this will compensate some for Baird's and Harper's ridiculous, shameful representation at the Bali climate change conference.

On a completely different note, where the frick did THIS come from? Seriously? We can't handle many more shitty franchise blockbusters. We're still reeling over Indiana Jones and the Kingdom of CGI Vomit (SPIELBERG! WE WILL GET YOU!), and Sex And The Never Ending Storyline - plus we're gonna have to deal with the late Heath Ledger in The Dark Knight, which is really just going to make us cry... We can't be flashing back to X-Files geek-dom as well, the brain just won't be able to process it all.

Don't you wish that sometimes you could just bury your head in a giant sand pit? The city should provide some kind of communal sand-pit for such an occasion. Wonder what that would resemble...

You really shouldn't bother reading this...

There's a heap to get off our chest. Also, the keyboard's gone a bit wonky, so there may be some typos. Also also, there has been alcohol consumption...

Today we roamed the streets of Montreal with the Mad Artist herself, who decided after being back for only a few short weeks to turn around and head off to Laurentians. THANKS for leaving us to deal with the crazy tourists and summer drama. OH WELL.

we will greatly miss our roaming sessions, which always seem to yeild interesting results. There's nothing quite like being greated by someone who mimes "MY VAGINA IS BLEEDING" in the middle of De Maisonneuve to brighten up your day. It's nothing if not impressive. EQUALLY amusing is walking into a pharmacy and loudly discussing the multitude of feminine-hygiene product options, effectively scaring away all the boys in that aisle... of which there were surprisingly many. Tampon-shopping just won't be as much fun the next time we go, since we will have no one to laugh with as we run down the aisle, waving a tampax box above our heads and shouting "WOOT WOOT".

Side note - "Feminine hygiene"? What an ugly term. As if women are especially dirty, in need of special care. Like boys aren't just as gross - just ask about the "Condom/Laundry" story.




You know when you eat too much and then you have a food baby where your stomach used to be? Have you ever eaten so much that your food baby started to grow its own food baby, and then you started to worry that you were going to start popping out food-baby-pregnant food babies? No?



Eli.