Rock out in Thorold

So even though this is a little late, I gotta post up about the rockin weekend over in Thorold. Even though Thorold is a hole in the gound, it was a darn good weekend that we all spent there. Its been so long since I just got together with Al and Sean and just played until the early hours of the morning. I would say that we started at around 9 or 10 or so, and didn't fully stop until a little after 3am. Some times during the evening were quite interesting, like when I was supposed to play some songs that I have NEVER played before, as well as certain individuals trying to play the drums while under the influence of a beverage known as alcohol lol. But other than that, it was a damn good time. The breakfast the next day was quite a tasty one as well, over at the cosmo diner. The place was kinda a hole, but then again, everything is in Thorold, but the food was good. Any place that serves bacon is ok by me. The only problem that I had with the place was the fact that it didn't have quite the same atmosphere as the husky. And I'm also sure that the Afro sisters are not customers of that place, which we all know is a bitter shame. But all in all, it was a good place to go. Maybe next time I will try the 2.99 breakfast. Only problem is that ends at 11am, and we all know that I never get up before then. Peace!

8 legs does not mean a tasty treat

So here I am, sitting in front of my computer with a cup of water sitting beside me that I had just filled before I went to bed last night. I take a sip from this water, since I didn't think it was that old and did not see it necessary to just throw it away. So I take a sip, then another sip. The water looks just fine, tastes just fine, just a little warm since it was at room temperature. A minute or two later, I take another sip from my water, but this time I experienced a strange sensation of some solid object passing over my lips, immediately I spit the foreign matter out of my mouth and back into my cup of water. I peer into the cup and stare in disbelief. The unknown piece of matter that had attempted to enter my stomach was a dead spider. I immediately run downstairs to dispose of the spider properly. As I now sit here writing this post, still with an uncomfortable sensation on my tongue where the spider had made contact, I think to myself; I should have known better than to leave ANYTHING sitting out in this house, and then drink it.