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Video taken by those in the bar show the fire starting on the ceiling and one young man attempting to smother it by flailing a towel. Unfortunately it looks like his attempts would only have fanned the flames by giving more oxygen to the conflagration. Others are shown standing around and not reacting immediately. Some have reported that when they saw the smoke they immediately ran for the exit. They survived to tell the tale. It shows that in any crowd, some people have the right instincts in an emergency and others are clueless. Tragic but there it is.

There’s a cafe on the canal in Ottawa that does this on a heated crusty bun. Lovely with a glass of chilled white wine on a summer lunch occasion. Served with crisp fries. Yum.

Now that I think about poutine, I worked as a manager of a fast food kiosk at Expo 67 in Montreal and we didn’t serve poutine. 30 years later that would have been a staple. That was a great summer job which I had and got to go to the fair every day. Many friends worked there too that summer and we had all reached legal drinking age. There were bars all over the site and all types of cuisine from around the world. A very unique experience when the world came to Montreal. Each day was a national day to be celebrated and the heads of state of dozens of countries came for their day. Bobby Kennedy came to represent the United States.

In my defence I was given a rat to dissect in biology class in high school.

Also I don’t remember seeing it as a kid growing up in Montreal. I think it only became a big thing after I was a young adult.

Nope. Never had it. It just looks awful to me.

Oops.

Here in Canada we like fries with white vinegar.

The easiest category of flesh that I could kill myself and have done so is fish. I don’t think of them as having much of a brain if any do they? God, my biology classes seem so far away. Anyway they are not vertebrates such as mammals. They do bleed though so killing them is a bit messy.

I always recoil in horror when I read of these tragedies, particularly when so many young people are involved. It seems a cruel fate to have one’s life snuffed out or altered irrevocably by such an event. In this case I can empathize particularly since I know the resort and skied there years ago in my younger days. I lived in Switzerland for 4 years and worked there over several decades and skied many of the hills. I also partied in many clubs like this and danced the night away carefree. Like all these tragedies, wrong place, wrong time for the innocent victims.

In the supermarkets near me in Central Canada and far away from the Atlantic where all Canadian lobsters sold commercially are caught, we have our choice of live, frozen uncooked tails or frozen cooked whole. I have cooked live but do feel for the beasts as I plunge their heads in the boiling water. I assume death is instant but there must be a sliver of a moment when they feel the searing heat. Death is never a nice thing to contemplate but that’s how we arrive at feeding ourselves since we are at the head of the food chain. C’est la vie.

So here’s how Canada looked today at the brunch I attended. Unfortunately no champagne but lots of wine and great food. Nice company too. We all had a good time.

His family friends called him Willy, his close government friends Rex, FDR called him Mackenzie, but his full name was William Lyon Mackenzie King, Canada’s longest serving prime minister.

When I had time I looked it up and my memory served me well. King Clancy (Frank) was a major NHL hockey player turned coach, most notably for the Toronto Maple Leafs, who despite their losing ways, is the richest hockey franchise in Canada.

I was alone last night by choice so went to bed early. Without setting any alarm I woke at exactly 11:57. So I turned on my phone and watched the New Year ring in in Canada in the eastern time zone. Today I am invited to a New Years brunch which I am sure will be accompanied by champagne. The hostess does everything with a flair. So Happy New Year everyone and let’s get to it!

Unfortunately that’s the way the market works. His success is rewarded and why not. The days of being a top tier escort are limited and he is smart to make hay while the sun shines. Hopefully for him he is stashing away some lucre for the day when the text messages dry up.

Warren Parker now has 360 reviews from a wide variety of clients and all appear to be 5 star performances. Many hire him for long sessions including overnights and rave about him. If I were in SF I would give him a whirl.

It’s called ergonomics.

Now that I think of it there was a King Clancy in Canada in hockey circles. A coach I think of the Toronto Maple Leaf hockey team but I could be wrong. Hockey is not my strong suit.

I remember first going there in 1982 when a friend introduced me to me to it. I was too young to be a John but just a tad too old to be trade. So I just observed the action and had a drink. When I went back a number of years later I hired a young Black guy in chinos and a Lacoste sports shirt. Took him back to my hotel and I remember paying him$150 to top me. Oh yeah, the hotel was the Marriott on Times Square. Easy to take an escort back there with the setup they had there.

$218 will get me one hour with a guy whose 8.5 inches will confirm for me the importance of the penis.

The only person I heard of who had King as a first name was King Vidor, the Hollywood director.

Yes, if it means hard drugs that’s a shame. The road to ruination.

I have the advantage of having lived through the period when Monroe and Bardot were at the height of their fame. I saw how society reacted to their influence. You were not even around, if I recall from statements you have made about your age. I’ll leave it at that. Happy New Year.

That can work when the top is 5’7”.