I Met JM on the Street

Last night as I was making my way towards Ahley's in downtown A-squared, a man's voice said something in my direction. I ignored it, of course. But then it was repeated and I turned to see the infamous JM standing right there smoking a cigarette. Those Canadians. So polite that they leave the bar to smoke.

Anyway, this was the beginning of a whole evening of hanging out with JM, Shumway, Damaniac, Paul, Funky Moses, Jackwraith, and Truferblu. I drank a bit too much and won a bet with JM.

I sat next to JM and threw a lot of things across the table at Shum. You know, just so he wouldn't feel left out. When Jack and I were leaving, I said to Shumway, "You should throw something at JM." His response caused me to laugh in my sleep several times last night: "Right. I'll injure him."

Game this afternoon. Go Blue! (I mean, really.)