So I’m sitting here at Toronto International Pearson Airport en route to Vancouver for Northern Voice, grabbing a bite to eat. On the television, Germany beats the Netherlands in football. Passersby stop to watch momentarily.
I’m not watching the soccer game, however, I am tuned into http://nmc12.umwblogs.org/ and the surreal moment of my twitter and professional networks colliding and watching @timmmmyboy @grantpotter @rushaw present at the #nmc12 conference while @heloukee and @allyson1969 shake hands.
Then.
I look down to my beer and what. the. >???????
um. excuse me, waiter, what is Slide Guy doing in my beer?
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The backstroke?
I wouldn’t drink that if I were you.
Or if I was you.
He’s getting his tushy all foamy.
But since I’m not you, I’m totally gonna drink it.
It’s the Canadian version of eating the worm. Timmy Mescale!
cant/ fricken/ wait/ to / see / you
People who know me know I hate fruit in my beer.