In Fray speak, that's where I am. Life, not really, just north of Vancouver a bit. (I climbed The Chief today, Peaks 2 and 3, I get to do that whenever I want but usually at least once a week. We're thinking about moving back down into Van itself, but man would I miss having that at my doorstep every morning.) Being a part of this Fray business in spades a while back, I know how some of these people must feel when a post like this comes up. And I know that for some this place is as close to a community as some might get, but really, just leave; it ain't much of a community.

Schad: I prefer basil - The Champ makes a killer pesto sauce. (get it? sage-basil? Ah who gives a ripping fuck...I need beer. On that topic I have a new favourite(s) Howe Sound Brewing - here in Squamish - makes a killer Christmas ale but not much in the way of a good lager, and Philips Brewing - Victoria - makes everything good. Sadly, all I have in the fridge now is Sleeman's honey brown, it'll do in a pinch.)

Did I tell you almighty assholes about my cougar meet and greet?