Discovery : Chairs burn real good.

Last night was a night of drinking, friends (but not drinking friends), veggie burgers and furniture burning at the Slanty Shanty. Thanks to Mike and Steve, with much help from Joanna, Jasmine and Lisa, we got to meet the Kingston Fire Department - They didn't like the pit of fire as much as we did. At about 10pm last night the silence of Albert Street was broken by the sounds of big trucks, big red trucks. Out of the trucks came a cavalcade of firemen whose purpose was to extinguish the pit of fire. Although they ruined the fun (and out heat source), they were pretty nice about it all. Apparently Kingston bi-laws prevent open fires - something not noted on the internet.

After our fire fun was over, we took a trip down memory lane (that would be about 15 minutes west of the Ghetto - also known as 'West Campus'). Not much has changed except for the nice new furniture they have in the cafeteria. Sadly, all I could think when I was there was "I bet those chairs would burn real good".

I'm going to go ahead and dedicate this blog to my graduating friends - Lisa, Joanna, Jasmine, Steve and Mike in particular - those crazy bastards have been the source of much fun, and I'm going to miss the hell out of all of them. I will also take this opportunity to write something about each individual one of them:

Lisa: Great at cooking, even better at taking her pants off when she gets drunk.

Joanna: Polish and proud, and one funny-ass drunk!

Jasmine: (I hope I spelled the name properly) My twin, to a scary extent, even though we don't look a thing alike. - can also be regarded as a Hippie-Goth (not too many of those out there)

Steve: Master of public urination and the most destructive guy I know!

Mike: I used to think he didn't like me, but he's just introverted. I will always remember Mike with a beaver-tail box head!

End of an era!

One more note - it was exactly 5 years ago today that Jenny and I went to see NIN and I touched Trent Reznor.