Crossing the border from Washington state into Canada, my sister and I were greeted wth "What's your purpose in Canada? Enjoy your visit." We did, however, witness some good old fashioned racial profiling, as a black father and son, well dressed, driving a Kia, stood in front of their open trunk, birth certificates in hand, armed gaurds rooting through their cooler.
Coming home we were greeted with. "Where's your birth certificate? Passport? Can you prove to me your an American citizen? Where do you work? Where were you born? Can you give me a good reason not to turn you over to the INS?" My sister's husband works for the department of homeland security. It says so on her United States Of America military ID.
Don't worry, though, we weren't searched and I brought back some swell Canadian pot.
Anyways.
Who would have thought that "Sugar Daddies" would be a gay bar?
Vacation rules. I'm having an absolute blast and have seen some great shows. I'm seeing Built To Spill Monday at The Showbox in dowtown Seattle! How fucking cool is that?





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