Ian, Steph, Curtis and my brother and I went out to Blues on Whyte on Friday night, and had a blast. I have to say, that place never fails to offer a good time. It's like every biker, mother, hippie and everyone else who doesn't fit in anywhere else.. ends up there, and by default, they all fit in. It was so much fun. The music was phenomenal, as usual, and Steph and Ian and I danced (the boys were too busy with the waitress and their scotch and waters, in that order), and we all drank the really cheap, really cold beer. Which invariably makes it better.
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