Happy Canadian Turkey Weekend!

Mood: ooooh man I'm so FAT!
Music: Elton John - Don't Let the Sun Go Down on Me

TURKEY WEEKEND!!! What is everyone thankful for?!?
Mikey - "I'm thankful for how good I look."
Cat - flowers and bunnies and rainbows, and of course, world peace!
Jake the Snake - "I'm thankful for homicide and rape."
The King - "...What?"

...Myself? Well, I am thankful for gumdrops! Te he!

Anywhoo, I pretty much had the most exciting weekend possible. So just don't even TRY to top this one!! Don't even try. Because you'll fail. It's that exciting.

I give you - Saturday.
My hip and cool father decided it would be a stupendous ammount of fun if we all piled into the family vehicle to go and see the Owen Sound fish ladder!! (Apparently it really is the place to be if you're from Owen Sound.)
...'What the eff is a fish ladder?' you ask -- allow me to enlighten you!
A fish ladder is like a little aquatic staircase for fishies that is built beside dams, so that when they decide to go upstream to make little fish babies their efforts are not hindered, causing them to become extinct because of said dam.
So, after driving for an hour we arrived at the fish ladder where I discovered to my immediate displeasure that the fish run was pretty much over-- in total, I saw one salmon propell it's self into the air, only to go flying into a wall of concerete nowhere near the actual fish ladder. ...It was a tad anticlimactic.
Also there were a couple of big fat lazy-ass salmon just sort of chillaxin' in the shallow part of the river who couldn't be bothered to jump. And so my dad, afflicted with another stroke of genius, decided it would be a great idea to let the dog loose to see if she could fetch us a couple salmon steaks - because by his reasoning a dog can't be prosecuted for poaching salmon. Thankfully, being the merciful animal that she is, she took off after a duck half a mile down the river and I was spared the embarassment of becoming a salmon poacher infront of half of Owen Sound.
Our Saturday adventures also lead us through a lively little town called Meaford, who had just wrapped up their annual scarecrow festival! Which meant there were limp, straw-filled bodies lining the streets and dangling off traffic lights at intersections, and suffice to say it freaked me the hell out.

...Fortunately, a merciful dose of alcohol helped finish up my day on happy note. And now let me say: Happy Thanksgiving to you all!

Ta Da.