when to take no for an answer / message to scott

so, yeah? mr. miyagi dumped my ass, and i'm heading back to grand forks, nd. you're probably thinking i'm pretty upset at this point - driving all this way, and not even getting into canada?

but i did. remember? i was 15 feet into canada...

staring at the sky; breathing the air; kicking some rocks around; stretching; pacing back and forth; sitting down; standing up; looking at the manitoba sign...

and what about that manitoba sign? scott, my friend. you see what i see? i think you do. it might technically be a bison? maybe?... but you know what i'm getting at. i immediately thought of you when i was standing there, and knew everything would be fine. on the way back to grand forks i passed 3 trucks with a similar four-legged friend.

so, that's my canadian adventure, at least for the time being. not a single regret about it. sure, i didn't see a couple bands play, or get to check out winnipeg - but does that really matter? i made it. i made it in my own unique way. you know anyone else who's travelled to canada, on a whim, in a shitty car, and been booted out for it? mean either. i'll take it!!