So yeah, things are a little different in Yellowknife. In Vancouver, they made you get a tattoo of whoever was on the cover of Billboard’s latest issue, and DEAR GOD I wanted to wear a burqa when it was the Jonas Brothers’ turn. Eventually I ran out of space, so they just gave me new arms to start fresh, and that was when I made my escape.
I’ve been learning a little about the town thanks to these instructional tourist guide videos that a commenter sent to me.
Part the First
Part the Second
Seems pretty much right-on so far. I must say it IS amusing when people try to frighten me with stories of the Range. I just laugh and tell them about the time I went for coffee with Willy Pickton and that usually gives them some more perspective on the DTES relative to the Range.
ER… since you are no longer raincoaster, will you be changing your full name to Lorrice? (pronounced Loorees)
NO. I’m still raincoaster. I’m just also icecoaster. You think I’m gonna walk away from 3.9 million hits???
Little Newfoundland … hahaha
holy! *somebody’s* cynical…
Super-ironic now that I’ve scoped out Le Frolic and am thinking of making it my local. Can I help it if I have a weakness for steak tartare and Frenchmen with good stories.
Nancy: Cynical AND funny; I just hope this man’s still single!