Had a pretty interesting weekend. Lisa and I drove up to Fundy Park to go kayaking. On our way there, we got mixed up in what I can only describe as some sort of parade. The parade comprised of a giant sneaker, 2 motorbikes, a couple of horses, a bagpiper, and a surly looking teenaged girl with a frumpy Roots sweater, who was apparently '2nd Princess', as was apparent by the sash she wore . . . over the Roots sweater. I nearly pissed myself laughing.

When we finally got to the Park, we went to Bennett Lake and paid our $5. You really can't beat the price. We paid $100 last week to be in a double kayak, and had to rush around with people we didn't know. At Bennett Lake, you pay $5, have your own kayak, can take your sweet ass time, and you don't have to fuss about with those dorky little skirts. I guess the only major difference is that you are on the Ocean, and the equipment is much better, when you pay for it. But for an amateur, you don't really need that much.

After kayaking, we decided to go to Adair's Wilderness Lodge. If you don't know, Adair's a Lodge/Restaurant about 30 minutes along a dirt road half way inbetween Sussex and the Fundy entrance. By dirt road, I mean huge boulders sticking up, giantonormous potholes, and dead trees along the road. They are intended for ATV's and Ski-do's, but they are certainly wide enough for 2 cars to pass by (with caution). Anyway, after our meal, we ended up taking the WRONG road back to Fundy, and ended up driving an hour on an old logging road, in the middle of B.F. Nowhere (although we belted out the soundrack to Les Miserable during the venture, which made it somewhat more tolerable). We kept driving and driving, and there was NO signs of life. Really, how much forest does New Brunswick have? Well, I have a more accurate estimate of that now. At 7:00pm, and on a half tank of gas, we finally gave in to the notion that we were lost, and turned around, drove another 45 minutes, and finally got out the way we came. All's well, but I must say I was a little frightened for a while. We came out of the forest with a fine coat of dust and dirt all over ever-y-thing.

Oh, also, I am a rockstar, and managed to get tickets for the SARS Concert in Toronto, about 1.52 seconds after they went on sale. Actually, I have FOUR tickets, so, if any of you want to go to Toronto with me, let me know! Actually, I feel like I should be more excited about this concert. But the only people I'm interested in seeing are the Flaming Lips, though I'm sure the others will be neat, too. I think I'm just a little apphrensive about the huge amount of (intoxicated, mostly) people that will be there. Seems like a perfect setting for a riot, don't you think? I'm actually just more excited to see my 'upper Canadian' friends, and to party with some familiar people. Anyway, I'm just a frightened little baby, but I'm sure it'll be rockin'!

One last (a propos) thing. Quills was on Showcase Saturday night. It is sort of about Marquis de Sade, which I hope most of you know is where the term 'Sadism' came from. Anyway, despite any pre-conceived notions of it being entirely about S & M, I would suggest that you watch this flick. It's less about sex than it is about the power of literature, and more importantly, the power of writing. I am absolutely certain the Marquis would have a blog, and post to it regularly.

And that was my weekend.