Query
How far do you let people do with their lives as they wish? At what point do you try to do something if you think somebody is ruining their life in some way?
How far do you let people do with their lives as they wish? At what point do you try to do something if you think somebody is ruining their life in some way?
Friday brought with it the bi-annual Delta Upsilon Highway to Hell "drink a small town dry" pubcrawl. After a shotgunned beer or two with one of my accompanying roommates, we boarded the three buses for good times. Although fun was had, I maintain that while Wainright was acceptable, Spruce Grove and St. Albert hardly meet the spirit of "small town" in the pubcrawl sense. I did, however, gain a renewed appreciation for the smoking bylaw in Edmonton bars.

Our illustrious premier has announced that all Alberta men, women and children will receive $400 by the end of the year. This is part of the planned use for the province's surplus. In response to criticisms that this is a poor use of money, Mr. Klein responds that those who dislike their cheque can donate it to charity. I have a better idea. I would suggest that Alberta citizens donate their cheques to the opposition party of their choice. If the Alberta Tories don't know how to manage a windfall, perhaps one of the other parties does.
And Saturday found Mr. Bogg off to the Winspear Centre for the season premier of the Edmonton Symphony Orchestra. A wonderful triple concerto finished off the evening, with Mr. Eddins conducting and playing the piano. A great night at one of North America's premiere concert halls. To all those from Calgary: suck it. Of course, nothing completes an evening without martinis at the Four Rooms jazz club with two lovely ladies.
This evening, I sang "Puff the Magic Dragon" at karaoke in RATT. It was awesome.