Why I Hate People

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Friday, June 02, 2006

For Anyone Who Cares

I know that some people have been to a few highland games with me, and generally people enjoy themselves.

Mostly it's the sword guy and the beer tent, but I'll pretend it has something to do with me. Even vaguely.

In that spirit, here is where I'll be, and when:

June 10 - Georgetown
June 24 - Hamilton
July 1 - Kincardine
July 8 - Chatham
Aug 4/5 - Maxville
Sept 2/3 - Pleasanton, CA

There are other games, but we're just not going because they don't have Grade 1 contests, or in the case of Fergus on August 12th, I'm just not going.... what with playing at Lindsay's wedding and all.

Even if you couldn't care less, but happen to live near any of these places, be prepared for a slightly drunk and possibly sunburnt Iain potentially looking for a place to crash.

And with regards to Maxville, unlike in past years, I won't be passing through Kingston.... the band is actually taking a bus to Ottawa Thursday night. However, I'm going to be at the games all day Friday and Saturday, with a practice Friday night... so I have no idea how much time (if any) I'll have in Ottawa.

Somewhere, somebody just exhaled.

2 Comments:

  • At 11:43 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Chatham, eh? My cousin is lives out in Chatham. He took my brother and I out to a bar, the it bar aparently, you know, the one that everybody goes to? (ie. the brass in kingston) Well, turns out it was the strip club. I never wanted to go in, and as soon as I was in, I wanted to get out, very very badly. When we first when in, it was like family hour. There were more women in that place then there were men, and most of the women were dressed like they were going clubbing in T.O. So that was kinda disorienting. My cousin made us sit in perverts row, which was bad. very bad. Because (as the DD and not drinking) I noticed something in the middle of the second lady's number that made me almost puke all over the stage. So I looked straight down at my water, and my brother noticed my look of horror and asked me "what's wrong?"
    "what's wrong?" I wispered, "look at that womans ass, now, do you notice anything? like the possiblility that she born with a tail??"
    I dont' actually know if she was born with a tail or not, but the fact that she must've been railed on coke for most of her life (yes most, she wasn't very young) and she at the very least had an elongated tail bone, made it look like there was a little nub of a tail. Pretty fucking gross. Really fucking gross. Oh, as a side note, my brother and I tried to find the best looking stripper there. It was between the one with the stretch marks and the one over forty. You pick.
    Oh, one other thing about that night. On my way to the bathroom, a woman slapped my ass. no, not one of the working ladies, one of the patrons, with her massive boyfriend right beside her. yes, I was scared and confused.

    Enjoy your time in chatham, Iain.

     
  • At 2:24 PM, Blogger Iain said…

    That might be the best reason I've ever heard to stay in the beer tent in Chatham.

    Yikes.

    Of course last year, after the beer tent I found myself in a McDonald's at about 1am with a guy in his 40's and a transvestite.

    So maybe there is no good side to Chatham...

     

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