We're Headed Up My Mom's Ass!

I sort of wish I was in a class where I knew no one. As it is all I could think about was how Mary Kuna was so tiny in grade three that she still needed the use of a car seat. To top ot pff her anecdotes about Glenn Gould's use of valium, learned while she and her boyfriend listened to Glenn Gould this past weekend, was really not that interesting, well not as interesting as my anecdote about Thomson Highway and his purple jogging pants...ok, ok it's a tie.