OK Go wasn’t talking about my hangover, but they SHOULD have been. Yay, Canada! We won the hockey! We won the most gold medals of any nation ever in the winter Olympics! We owned the podium! And Kris nearly got a date with Johnny Weir!
Yay us! And pass the aspirin.
Until my liver has recovered and the marching band in my head has packed up and left, here’s a cute video to entertain yourselves with:
Also? That looks SOMETHING like my living room, right down to the wrecked police car.
Have you ever, say, gone for dinner with some friends? To a Japanese restaurant? And one of the friends? Invited one of his friends, whom you didn’t know? And his friend? Turned out to be a bit of an ass? The kind of ass who wheels his bike into the restaurant and jams it between your knees? And then says, “Could you watch that for me? I’m too worried about it to leave it outside”?
Yeah. Me neither. And I’m over it anyway.
By the way, at the last the Critical Mass ride in Vancouver of which I heard details, they ran into a little old lady in a wheelchair. Who was crossing with the light.
The unbearable bikeness of being…bourgeois:
and a slightly edgier iteration of the mindset seen today on the Downtown Eastside:
UPDATE: AndreaR reports on Twitter that apparently only Canadians can see it. Awwww, we feel speshul!
(In)Famous filesharing site The Pirate Bay has decided to stick it to the Canadian government in more ways than one. Let’s face it, the music industry can spend all it wants on lobbyists, but the real reason the Canadian Conservative Party has opposed filesharing is simply that they haven’t figured out how to tax it.
Yet.
So, besides NOT paying the Tories‘ baksheesh every darn day of their lives, the Pirate Bay‘s little Scandinavian hosers was hard at work last night getting up this lovely spoof of our illustrious or at least illustrated PM Stephen Harper on their main page, and ain’t she a beaut? Nice Peace Tower there, by jee.
If the Pirate Bay can bypass your government restrictions, why sure as you’re born so can the Canadian Government. They’re pirates alike under the skin, and if you don’t believe me you are encouraged to find a Tory and dissect him yourself just to make sure.