Yes, I’m one of those annoyingly proud Canadians. No, I don’t have a flag on my backpack, but that’s mostly out of laziness. And no, I’m not offended if you ask me if I’m American, it’s all good. Americans are cooler than you think – they just have a bad reputation. I’ve met a lot of stupid people from all different countries; stupid people are worldwide. Although most people think Canadians hate it when you call them American. I can only vouch for myself.
But, I do have pride for my country. And yes, Molson beer commercials make me patriotic. Don’t tell me you can’t feel a rush of awesomeness when you watch them. And god damn, it’s good advertising – every time I see a picture of a moose or landscape from Banff I think “Mmm… I could go for a cold can of Canadian”.
My patriotism doesn’t stop at beer commercials. I’m an avid camper and cottager who knows all the good spots. I sit in traffic for hours on Friday afternoons just to be by a fire over a crisp clean lake.
- White water rafting is a annual occurrence, not a one time thing.
- I will rock your socks at flip cup.
- I drink Tim Hortons coffee on a regular basis and I love it.
- I have frozen my tongue to a metal pole on more than one occasion.
- I know to put my food in a tree when camping, so I don’t get eaten by a bear.
- My wallet looks like a rainbow of colours… I spell ‘colours’ with a “U”.

Meet my friends and fellow Canadians on the Jack Astors patio near Union Station, Toronto.
We also did this on the subway. But I will spare you another poorly filmed video from my iphone.
The concert was rad. I enjoy Weezers blue album and thought I wasn’t a huge Tragically Hip fan, but it turns out I knew a lot more of their songs than I anticipated – they put on a wicked ass show.
Just a note to the organizers – MORE BEER TENTS PLEASE.
Waiting in the sweltering sun to A) Buy beer tickets, then waiting for another hour to B) Get a fucking beer = NOT FUN. Alas, that was the most delicious beer I’ve ever tasted.



