That cold I mentioned? Coughing for four weeks? Turned into pneumonia. Unlike Greece, however, there was a known accepted cure. Horse pills. Halfway through the great pharmaceutical experiment, I like big drug a little better. Even in my drugged haze, I found the choices for the best Canadian song a little weird. Like the Nickleback argument. But is "1-2-3-4" really a "best song" of anytime? Made iPhone ad = legitimacy. I need a tag for "why I stopped listening to the CBC."

⇒ Nice to see John Crosby is as warmly bluntly thoughtless as always. Nice guy. Met him once on a joint retreat of the law firm yoinks ago. Occasional foot in mouth disease meets boot to the arse tendencies.

⇒ Hazel! Always been a favorite even though you know the 27 year old single me could have never got a date with her due to her knowing waay more than me about sports.

⇒ Pushed Canadian brewing back five years yesterday afternoon. Made the Washington Post this week, too. Good week for beer thought.

⇒ "Eating like the English could save 4,000 lives a year in Scotland, Wales and Northern Ireland..." Great claims to fame of our times. Time for the oats and neeps.

Two people have left good beer at the front door in the last 24 hours. This sickness stuff ain't all bad.