The youth hostel that I was staying at was literally in the middle of a construction site. But it really wasn’t the hoodlums that I was worried about. That goose was punching holes in glass with his beak.
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This actually started at Calgary Expo 2012. I held onto that monopoly money for a year and when Obby and I went to Toronto for our Honeymoon then I finally got to use it. We had so much stuff plugged into the car that we blew a breaker in the car. I didn’t even know you could do that. This year at Calgary Expo 2013 the same guy came up to put some more Canada Tire money in my bowl (he also dropped a twenty in there). I told him what had happened and he said that he had bought a lawn mower with the coupon money. For the American readers, Canada Tire is kind of like a big auto parts store with a mini wallmart or oversized CVS attached to it. When you buy something, they give you some fake printed money with a couple cents printed on it. You can use it like real money, but only at a Canada Tire store.
The woman in the first panel had an amazing Harley Quinn costume on. I’m going to put photos up on the Bonus Botty page.
I had all my paperwork and taxes done and was all ready to pay the $150 to get a temporary sellers permit and the customs officer asked “Do you have your letter?” and I got all flustered. “Um, my Canadian friends are in the airport to pick me up. I can get them to write me a letter of recommendation?” But it turns out that you just need a letter from wherever you’re going to work so that they know that you’re really going to work there. I had an e-mail from the convention detailing the specific legal chapters that we were applying for. The customs officer said that the e-mail was fine or even my name listed on the exhibitor section of the Calgary Expo would do.
I got totally into eavesdropping on the other guy though. I saw a business man going into another back room when I walked up to the counter and I listened while another customs officer called someone and this conversation took place. So apparently, if you’re not a nice person, you can’t get into Canada.
Last time I went to Calgary there were Jackrabbits the size of dogs and ducks in the street! Canada has a different kind of hoodlum.
He also asked what “the devil’s panties” was (saw it plastered across my bumper) and what, exactly, one would do with “throwing knives”. He waved us through but asked his partners “Should I ask to see the throwing knives?”. But his partner muttered negative. I think he was board and/or fed up with my spasticness and the cars disorganization.
My first exposure to Toronto’s finest masked crusader was via a hijacked review for a Hyundai. I was familiar enough with his schtick to make a retort in earnest. He scares me.
Also, Devil’s Panties Box Set. (is it a plug if you’re plugging your own merch on your own website?)
Okay, he didn’t get hit by a car, but he did immediately jump into the street as soon as I saw him.
Canadian Wendy’s, or at least the one in Niagara Falls, has a Canadian maple leaf for an apostrophe.
Awesome.
