B-Dat

So on Friday night Tristan and I, along with Johnny B. Wood, hit up Brantford, Ontario, one-time home of such illustrious figures as Wayne Gretzky, Alexander Graham Bell, and Aly Sivji.

The evening began with a minor skirmish in the parking lot of the Cambridge Mall. The parking spaces were tight and, as I opened the door to John's car, I accidentally bumped the driver door of the car adjacent to ours. I thought I could skate by innocuously enough, but the fucker was actually in there! To add insult to injury, I was trying to slip into the rear, but it took me to some time to figure out how to get the passenger seat down on John's two-door Chevy, which, from the perspective of Joe Dropout next door, must have boiled his blood - here was a snooty little brown kid who didn't have the nerve to apologize, and furthermore, is taking his sweet-ass time getting in the vehicle so he couldn't even get out of his own car! This must have compounded buddy-boy's aggravation and frustration. I'm oblivious to the going ons, and finally Two Shots tells me to get out and the guy is finally able to get out and he proceeds to chastise me to not to hit other cars when I'm opening doors next time. Fine. Sorry for hitting your shitbox '86 Taurus.

After a trip to Fast Eddie's drive-thru and then a drive through an Indian reservation (and getting high-beamed several times along the way), and downing Crest 10% beers in John's pad in Brantford, we head to country. Patronage was all-white, but I may have spotted a few Indians (feathers, not dots). Now, this being country night in a country bar in the country, I was expecting this place to be packed with sexy cowgirls in plaid and low-riders and leather boots and Grade A Dixie goodness ala Madonna in Don't Tell Me. Instead what we encounered were a number of chunky country girls fed on a hearty agrarian diet of corn, beef and cheese.

John was good enough to drive us back to Loo, during which I proceeded to pass out in his back seat. BUT all in all a fun night, and moreover confrontation-free.