Legal Alien: A Scotsman in Montreal

 
What gives?

Uneventful weekend, except for introducing a new drinking game to my friends. It's real easy, you just get a small glass or cup and put it in the middle of the table. Then each preson takes it in turns to try and bounce a small coin (it can be any size, but small is easier and usually less valuable) off the table into the cup. It's pretty tricky but there's a knack to it. Traditional rules are: drink if you miss, if you get it the person next to you has to drink, but they can double it back and if they get it in, YOU then have to drink double. Unfortunately, on Friday there were only 2 of us playing so we had to adjust the rules a bit as we seemed to be constantly drinking!

Looong day

I was up at some unearthly hour yesterday, 5:50am! I had to get to the station to catch a train down to London for a conference. Such a jet-set lifestyle I lead. It's 3hrs to London by train, and the only perk was that we managed to get it First Class, which was a bonus. The conference itself was a borderline waste of time, it wasn't half as relevant as we thought it was going to be. Still, I guess the goats cheese follwed roasted guinea fowl on the train back made up for it somewhat.