Saturday, May 16, 2009

In The Nation's Capital

...for the long weekend. So far the highlight has been me taking a service elevator by mistake and getting lost in the hotel's underground kitchen complex. I can now say with confidence that the Marriot's kitchen meets all federal and provincial standards for cleanliness.

Later today I will be meeting with several Ottawa power-players and discussing the state of the revolution. Regular readers shall await instructions as to when and in what manner to rise up. Keep your Birkenstocks and lattes at your side, brothers and sisters, for soon we march!

1 comment:

Ti-Guy said...

If you're stuck in confined quarters with anyone who looks likes this or this this or anyone named Victoria who shortens her name to "Torie," (all of which signify young, desperate, poorly-socialised loser with a recent Conservative makeover) bite down hard on the cyanide tooth, fast.