you're under arrest

(ok, la dernière date d'halloween, mais après le temps qu'on a attendu pour voir cette coiffure -car ce sont ses cheveux- je ne pouvais pas ne pas la poster)

Dave's 19

If you're not 19 in Canada, the only thing you can do is waiting for your birthday to come, or buy a fake ID. But once you're legal age... well actually you can do what a French guy does at 16.

So we celebrated David's birthday with a couple of buddies. And what's better for a birthday party than a bingo night. I know that sounds weird. Bingo is often seen as a granny activity, after knitting and before waiting for the night to come, but... with a little before -as we call that in France-, and still some drinks while doing it, bingo can have such a new interest.
Crazy night, I can remember Jackie (last picture) staring at me with her worried features; the LCBO cashier's smile when he recognized David as a 2 years customer; the beer all over the floor (& on my jeans) @ ceeps; the voice of the French-speaking shoarma (kind of kebab) cashier and... that's actually about everything.
Anyway, what our former parties were lacking was a bit of entertainment down the street. We fixed the problem by wandering from places to places until we eventually felt the cold, and as per usual got back to Dave's place for an happy ending.



Bon sinon, voici du gros son. Le clip est franchement démentiel.
So just enjoy while watching Chamillionaire:
http://fr.youtube.com/watch?v=7fk6W8YhI-s

@ JT Baxter's & Barney's

One party among the others. That was @Barney's, one of the most crowed bar downtown London on Thursdays. No wonder then, it was saturay night and there wasn't a soul there (or "not a cat", pour les puristes). But what tht noise out there? I forgot, Canadians don't fear cold : everybody was in the patio! Naturally, we had, quite often I confess, to come back inside -see last picture above. So much fun & no hangover (that could be a motto).

PS: I decided to write partly in English, "so that the planet Earth can contact you and so on".