Oh yeah, forgot to mention, I wrote a piece for Pintday a couple weeks back that I was proud of. It doesn’t happen very often.
I’m in Toronto. Toronto sucks. Actually, Toronto doesn’t suck, just a bunch (but certainly nowhere near all) of the people here do. That fucking retard of a bartender at Traders who doesn’t understand how to pour a Guinness properly is one of them. Ah well, I’ll be gone tomorrow, so really, what do I care?