Whenever Canada Day is brought up I fondly remember the slured, drunken statement of an old friend, "Les go see the esplosions. Esplosions, esplosions, esplosions." I haven't lived there for a long time though. Now that I live in the states, whenever the 4th of July is brought up I just want to puke. Odd how that is....
Canada Day has been an unhappy thing for some of us for (will be) two years. My friend Tarrah was killed (along with 5 others) on Canada Day 2004. So I think myself and some of my ladies are just gonna get together in some way and go to the grave site. That's about it.
And I do like the sounds of Esq. Yet of all the useless things that fill my head I have no idea how one goes about gaining the Esq. title, rank or whatever the Hell it is. I should research.