Well, we're in Toronto now. Have been for a while, of course. Walked around the city last night. There's nothing like a huge building with an advertisement on it. It's really a very primitive way to advertise, like painting tobacco advertisements on barns.

Last night was Smokeless Joes. It's a bar with more beer than you can drink. Well, me anyway. I can say now that my first two beers were in Toronto. My first was actually in a place called Duke of Argyle. I think the waitress got quite the kick out of me not drinking beer. I have no idea what it was I drank, but a couple people recommended it to me. It wasn't that good, but I don't really think I'm a beer man. The atmosphere of the bar was nice, and you can't beat the name... DUKE OF ARGYLE!

Smokeless Joe's was cool. Smokeless Joe was cool. The girl at the bar was once again happy to recommend a good beer. It tasted the same as the last beer, so I guess that kills my chances at being a beer tester. I tried my friend's stout, but it tasted like someone left a battery in it. I tasted something else..  and it tasted like someone forgot their banana in it. I don't know why they'd do that.

Today it's raining and my umbrella is... less than useful. It must have a malfunction. I guess child labor isn't all it's cracked up to be.