So our Monday night trivia team—Banana Stand—finally won. That’s right, folks: celebrate good times—come on! We took first place by only half a point, but a win is a win and that’s all that matters. At the end of the day, The Wirecrats couldn’t stop us, E. Jack Layton couldn’t stop us, and Stephen Hawking’s Football Shoes couldn’t stop us. W00T! as the kids say.
In other news, I’m in Vancouver right now, hanging out at Beth’s place, which is wicked. We’ve been here less than a day, so we haven’t really explored the city yet, but Beth tells me that it’ll be my kind of place navigation-wise. In one direction you’ve got big-ass mountains, and in another there’s the big-ass Pacific. Beth, like me, requires mammoth landmarks to get her bearings.
Whenever I travel, I always do the same thing: I always promise that this time I’ll read up on whatever city/country/democratic-republic-of we’re headed to before we get there. I’ll learn all the landmarks, the history, maybe a few colourful phrases in the local dialect (i.e. “Can I join in your game of hacky-sack?” Or, “Does this bong come in orange?”) But every time it’s always the same: work and my own laziness get in the way, and I never get around to reading a thing in advance. So, like usual, I’ve grabbed a fistful of Sarah’s coattail and I’m hanging on for dear life.
I’ve gone on and on (ad nauseum, some might say) about hippies, and my feelings towards this man-beast hybrid. So, upon arrival in Vancouver, what’s the first thing we did? Went for dinner at The Naam, a restaurant in Kitsalano staffed almost entirely by persistently stoned long-haired freaky people. Disappointingly, our waiter was more George Stromboloupolous doppelganger than hippie (although the guy who brought our drinks looked liked he’d burned one down on the way to our table). The food was fantastic, though. And I’m also ashamed to mention that after flying all this way, the first beer I ordered was one that’s brewed in Guelph. To make up for this, and to immerse myself in the local culture, I bought a pair of devil sticks immediately afterward and have been practicing ever since.