You Are Samuel Adams

You're fairly easy to please when it comes to beer - as long as it's not too cheap.

You tend to change favorite beers frequently, and you're the type most likely to take a "beers of the world" tour.
When you get drunk, you're fearless. You lose all your inhibitions.

You're just as likely to party with a group of strangers as you are to wake up in a very foreign place.

What's Your Beer Personality?
http://www.blogthings.com/whatsyourbeerpersonalityquiz/

Obligatory Update

Due to popular demand, here is an obligatory update. What is going on abord the James Train? Nothing terribly surprising to tell the truth. I am back in Montreal for a week now, heading back to Vancouver on Wednesday. Basically been partying too much and I think my bad influence on everyone here is starting to wear thin. Time to flee. Have a job interview on Monday for Whistler in the Ski School; should go pretty well and if I get the job, sweetness for me. That is one hell of a foot in the door for my CASI certification which is just months away. The hard part will be surviving until then. A life of alcohol is a fun life, but it takes it's toll. Today Richie asked me to give him an overall picture of my trip so far, it was interesting to sit down and take stock of what I have been doing. It's been quite a rollercoaster ride.



Some of you may have received an email from me about Facebook. I know it sounds like just another lame social network thing but this one is different and good. The reason I mention this is because you can see pictures from my whole trip on there. Check it out sometime when you've got nothing better to do, not that anything better than that is imagineable... Later kiddlets

Listening to the new JT album I came across this. Needs to be shared.

4 of 7 people found the following review helpful:
Bring Sexy Back another way, September 14, 2006

Reviewer:

suchalady (take your pick 92392, 98422 or 92284) - See all my reviews

This song sucks. The only reason why it deserves 2 stars is because his voice has improved. JT doesn't sound as girlie as he does on his other songs. He is really fine, but him having an orgasm probably doesn't sound too manly. He needs to bring sexy back another way. He needs to stop singing and get into the gay porn business. He can show us his sexy back and put his girlie voice to better use.

Taken from Amazon.com without permission. If this is in violation of any state, federal or international policy please contact me and I will remove this entry immediately.

Quote of the day

I almost wish I had a quote of the day section on the blog just so I could justify putting this up. I saw the final episode of The Amazing Race and they interviewed one of the runners-up. [I was] "Just given the oppurtunity to go around the world... money can't buy that." Duh... I want to be on reality TV.

Australia takes another blow

It has been a bad week for Australia. First, possibly our most famous icon is killed in a freak accident. The second of its kind; ever. Those are pretty shitty odds if you ask me. Someone said to me "he couldn't have died in a more archetypically 'Australian' fashion. Maybe they were right. If Steve Irwin were to go, it would have to be a giant shark, The biggest crocodile known to man or... the most peaceful of all sea creatures? But today Australia was kicked while she was down. Peter Brock, one of the greatest drivers in history was killed when his car hit a tree during a race. Steve, Brocky: we'll miss you guys. Its not going to be the same without you down under.

"So James, what is your favorite aspect of Vancouver?" Gee, I don't know, there are just so many things... where to start? Could it be my locker that smells like old weed? Or perhaps the dirty band-aid I found stuck to my elbow upon waking up? Perhaps it's not just the hostel that endears me about this place... Maybe it's walking around for an hour, trying to be responsible (getting a social insurance number, getting a Canadian cell phone, going to the doctor) only to discover that everything is closed at 10:30am on a Saturday morning? Oh wait, I have it. I nearly forgot the best part. I am smack in the middl eof the gay district: rainbow flags, bondage stores, shirtless crazies and scores of men with bad haircuts walking the streets hand in hand. Not that there is anything wrong with that. Damn I love Vancouver, why didn't I leave Montreal sooner?

What a crazy night. This kind of thing has to be recorded. Got back to Montreal from Quebec city yesterday, dropped off the car and moved into my friends' place on Saint-Urbain. Alex and Simon are from Leeds on exchange at McGill University and right now its 'Frosh': the orientation week before they start their classes. Goes without saying there is a fair bit of partying going on. Last night me and Simon went to one of the University residences: an old hotel that has been fitted out for students. Pretty nice place with lots of cool people. We hung out there for a while in a couple of people's rooms having a few beers there before we went out to the club. Everyone gathered themselves and got moving, all piled into the elevator, decended a few floors... then it started jolting up and down. We all got a little worried. We checked the elevator capacity: 18 and there were 17 of us, I suppose I have put on a few pounds but this is ridiculous. It was really hot in there, people were anxious and nautious: things looked grim. Eventually someone called reception from their phone and told them what was happening, they called the maintainence team and they were on their way. One of the girls was too drunk and feeling pretty bad and needed a shoulder to cry on. One of the other guys in the lift had had his eye on her for a while and wasn't too happy about this. Things started to get awkward... People sweating having trouble breathing, freaking out, sitting on the floor, yelling. I was trying to lighten the mood, talking to the other guys, joking around. That didn't fly too well with some of the more anxious amoung them who preferred to be in silence. Quite a situation there. Finally we got out thanks to maintainence, who preffered no flash photography? Interesting... Some people headed home after the stress and the rest of us found our way into a taxi. Arrived at the club with my fake arm band and walked in... only to see the girls I was with couldn't get in. I made a U-turn to help them out. After doing some hefty smooth talking I managed to get my arm band ripped off, get the girls in and walk away with my tail between my legs. Go me. Thankfully while waiting in line at the other bar my friend saw me and got me right in and everything was good. Needless to say I had a few drinks that night... And so it continues.

Quebec city is amazing. Its so much more French than... well France! The architecture and everything is gorgeous, the girls here aren't bad either. Unlike Montreal, not everyone can speak English which really surprises me, its like this isolated haven away from the English speaking world. My French is coming back to me more easily than I had suspected and most people are happy to speak to me in French, once again; unlike France. I would love to stay here longer if I could and I am even considering coming back before I start the ski season./ the more I think about it, the more I realise that I have a long time before the season starts, perhaps I should go over to Vancouver, secure myself a job, and then come back here to French it up until I can start working, I suspectI won't have a problem getting work either, after all, I am brilliant. I keep putting off booking my flight as well, I want to stay in Quebec longer and longer! I forget how much I enjoy speaking French with people, I am a bit mean at times though, I was completely taken aback last night when a bartender (who's English was terrible) was conjugating her French incorrectly! she used a feminine form where she should have used a masculine, I wouldnt let that slide at all! I had another very late night last night and am of course ridiculously tired now after a good 5 hours of sleep. but this is my only day in quebec city so I have to get up and going and get some serious sightseeing/touristy stuff in, off I go!

Love and Laughter!

(picked that one up from the lovely Sally Roberts)