Well boys and girls, its that time of year again up in Canada. The mosquitos are ramping up their numbers, the weather's consistently above freezing, and the forecast is for rain most of the weekend. That can only mean one thing: its time to celebrate the birthday of a Queen of another country, honouring her by filling our bladders with beer that most often is not of British origin.
I was hoping to get out and do a weekend hike this weekend, but nothing really came together. Now I'm hoping to get together a kegger for one night this weekend, but that too looks like it won't come together. The one thing that can be guaranteed is that I'll be enjoying my time away from work as June is one of those useless months with no official holidays.
I can only hope that the official start to the summer cottage season that this weekend represents also means the official start to some real field work because if I have to spend another 30 hours reading .pdfs and Word documents I might just snap. When a week like that is compounded by finding out that no talent ass clown Ben Mulroney makes 400 thousand dollars a year, anyone needs a solid three days of chilling out. For quite some time he's been identified as useless, but when you find out he sucks that badly AND makes that kinda money (more than Rick Mercer, and just shy of Peter Mansbridge) its just depressing.
Maybe we can get a special Queen's order to shoot fireworks at his face in celebration of the Victoria Day holiday? Cheers!
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