Change-up

Went out with my Canadian friend Dave last night and ended up sending some funny e-mails before the night was through. Half the women we saw were hookers, with the other half sadly not quite lookers. Dave doesn't care, as he's practically married so we made the best of it by seeing a homegrown Kiwi bluegrass band complete with a man banging on a box. Have you ever seen people dance at a bluegrass show like they would in a techno rave? Kiwis are strange. We made fun by finding interesting city spots to turn into bathrooms and discussing how racist the UK is.

Interestingly, Dave played for a Quebec Uni All-Star team that played against the Canadian national rugby team. They were thrashed 85-7, but in the first ten minutes, Dave scored on Canada to put the college kids up 7-0. It's his crowning achievement thus far in his 27 years and kind of puts stiffarming Jako to shame. I'll have to try to bite Dan Carter's ear off after a game or something. The Crusaders drew the Force tonight, which I think makes them winless in their last three or four endeavors. Pathetic.

My first game is coming up in one week and I am nervous. However, my friends shall arrive Monday afternoon and all will be well in the neighborhood.