I pray my dear Haligoggles will join together and spawn
a massively entertaining summer.
I’m tired of being driven to the bottle out of desperation.
My liver looks like Abe Simpson and it all your fault Hali….
—Kebab Dragon
This article appears in Mar 26 – Apr 1, 2009.


So what’s your idea of entertainment? Two turtles teeter-tottering on a log? My liver looks like David Crosby.
Um, excuse me? You’re blaming an inanimate urban center for your fucked up liver? Dis yo fault. I wish you and your alcoholism best of luck.
Not to worry those two intrepid concert promoters Pete and his ass kisser Dawn will make sure you get your musical fill.
I’m hoping Canada day is going to be sweet.
Other than that, KISS, and I believe someone said tall shiips a while back on here, I don’t really know of anything going on outside the usual crap.
BTW, my liver looks like an 80 year old prostitute dressed all in corduroy.
Lots of festivals in Hali in the summer if you’re into that sort of thing.
I do wish there some more accessible cultural institutions, more big concerts (KISS does not count IMHO), proper bike paths and other recreational opportunities in the city instead of half an hour away, etc. It does sometimes feel like there isn’t much to do here but eat and drink.
Then again, I love to eat and drink.
As such, my liver looks much like kay’s tiny, shrivelled, black heart.
Roll up a couple and walk across the Commons – you’ve got a 360 happening – add an ipod and you’re rocking in the free world.
Lots of fun local shows and events happening, you just have to want to go out and have some fun.
My liver looks a beat-up old minge fresh out a hockey team gangbang.
My mom always told me, If you’re bored, you’re boring.
Amen PAS.
double amen PAS. i’m going to remember that.