How to start a blog entry? It can be a bugger to think of something some times. So last Tuesday me and JP went for one of our walks, we ended up just strolling around downtown, and got a mc flurry from Mc Donalds. Wednesday I did sod all. Thursday I went for a drink with one of my housemates, Joe, a outstanding English gent like myself. We chose this bar that's just down the road from us, he had always wanted to go there because its a rough looking locals type pub. The kinda place were people look at you because your not a regular, and people were putting there beer mats on there beer while they went to the loo to ensure they didn't get drugged, how a beer mat can stop this is beyond me. Also the first place I've been were tipping didn't seem mandatory. It was a good night, we just had some of the Really cheap beer, then headed home, we plan to repeat it with a few more people next Thursday. Friday Me Rosie JP and Piers... that's right! another new person. One of JP's ex work colleagues happens to be out here doing the same thing, and came along with us for a meal at Templetons. After eating me and Rosie went to see Evil Dead: The Musical. A recreation of the second film into a Musical, with 5 gallons of fake blood poured onto the audience each night. It was really funny, most of the jokes were based around the musicals in-ability to recreate the film accurately. For instance the bridge that breaks in the film was recreated as a garden pond bridge. When it breaks in a later scene, they just placed out of order tape on it. Or the the movies gaping plot holes, for example the fact that the scientists daughters fiance doesn't have a speaking part, and is blatantly only in the film to die horrifically, giving us the musical number 'bit part demon'. After the musical finished we headed down to the Roxie for a couple of drinks with piers and JP, who were still drinking, and after a trip to the furniture warehouse ( a cheap bar, not a furniture warehouse), got home about 2ish. All in all, a good night. Saturday was Halloween, and though we didn't really have anything planned, me and JP were determined to dress up. Feeling inspired by Evil Dead, and after finding a toy shotgun in the dollar store, my decision to go as Ash from Evil Dead was decided (as JP put it in his blog ( british-canadian.blogspot.com ) "Were does Greg get his ideas from?") . I bought some duct tape to make a sling, and some paint to apply to some cardboard boxes being thrown out by the dollar store, to turn into a chainsaw. The chain saw was far to large, and the shotgun far to small, but the over all effect was alright for $20. Rosie didn't know who I was meant to be, even thought we had watched the musical together the night before! But some guy randomly asked for a photo, so mixed yet positive reviews overall. Me and JP started our night in Score, a gay bar that Rosie works in. JP had gone as a cult (and by cult I mean watched by 4 people in total) TV Character called Nathan Barley. This involved wearing a gold jacket, green hair dye, and some Massive sun glasses. So we were a couple of dudes, in a gay bar, one of us wearing a gold jacket. I've been in more heterosexual situations, I'll be honest. After that we headed down Granville and went to the Speakeasy bar, somewhere we used to go all the time in our first couple of weeks. So that bought back a few memory's, the really good DJ was still getting ignored as well. As JP had to work the next day, we had to head home. On my way back I bumped into the awesome MC guy. Sunday I didn't do that much, just kinda sat around, did my washing, made food, watched some stuff on YouTube. That was about it.
No quote of the week, as it was so long ago I can't actually remember any! But you still get the bonus random-Canadian-thing.
A very minor one this week. But its this:- Umbrella bins. A lot of shops in Vancouver still have umbrella bins at there entrance, meaning that as you saunter in, you can shake of your brolly, and dump it in the bin, then collect it on your way out. Or if your me, saunter in, dump your brolly, walk out, get 2 blocks away, then realise you left it in the shop. Run back, and hope someone hasn't half inched it. But as the UK gets the same amount, if not more rain, why don't we have them? It kinda seems like a British thing to do as well. Bring them back I say.
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