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It's a beautiful day here, and the first day of a four-day weekend for me! I'm spending the day working on the basement apartment of my house. Trilby is Resident Building Inspector. If I'm half in the cupboard under the sink, connecting the drainpipe, he gets into the cupboard with me, sits in a back corner, and watches to make sure I do the job right.

Dear Canada:

I know we've had our differences. I've said some hurtful things, some things that simply weren't true. I'm guilty of perpetuating stereotypes. And for that, I'm sorry. But you know, there's plenty of mistakes to go around. Arresting hundreds of peaceful protesters at the Toronto G20 summit because they dared to exercise their rights of speech and assembly, mildly inconveniencing a bunch of rich folks you were trying to impress? Not cool. The way you treated the First Peoples? Not cool. That whole "let's go burn down the White House" thing? Really not cool.

But that's ancient history. Let's put it behind us.

Because let's face it, Canada. We were made for each other. You have lots of fresh water. Like, 90% of the world's remaining resources. And I drink water! Every day! If I didn't, I'd DIE. That's how much I like water. You have oil, and timber, and all sorts of other stuff. I like all that stuff, too! And you put GRAVY on CHEESE FRIES! I mean, wow! It's like you read my mind while I was drunk and created the perfect food to eat late at night while sozzled. You're so perceptive, Canada. I really like that about you.

So here's to you, Canada. Enjoy your day. You deserve it. You've earned it. Happy Canada Day.

(And thanks for sending me elizard. She's pretty fucking awesome.)

Love,

Your Pal,

BOP

O Canada
Alaska-touching land
It's not your fault
That Nickelback's so bland
With Corey Hart you made us wretch
Though RUSH did ease our pain
Neil Young makes up for many crimes
But not Shania Twain
God keep our land
Bryan Adams-free
O Canada
Call Avril home to thee
O, one more thing:
Thanks for SCTV!

Bah! That should be 'retch'. Now I feel like a wretch.

It's a lovely day up here too! Went down to the local arena with some friends to partake in the "foods of the world" fair dealy, and then sat on our city's best patio and drank a bit o' booze.

Later I'll go out and see some pals play a ton of Canadiana, including some tunes by The Band...someone's threatening to do a whole set of Leonard Cohen stuff too. Wooooo Canada!

Doubt I'll be much use at work tomorrow, but it'll be okay, I bet.

For those of you who still don't understand Canada Day, a Canadian webcomicker explains it for you. (webcomics explain most of life for me; it works well when I'm down at the pub with the satanic chicken, blue troll, tyrannosaurus, pot-head pig, mayan god of alcohol, reanimated civil servant and her dog supervisor, evil genius koala, overachiever lizard son of a talking duck, photographer duck, hobo cat, hipster cat, angry broccoli, scottish cactus, and various other space aliens, robots, ninjas and obnoxious teddy bears I hang with)

I so wanted to go to this. I am not a big hockey fan but this was cool. Sadly a swollen disc from a ladder incident kept me away.