12-hour layover, eh?

Guess Jonah Hill isn't Canadian? Or because he lost that weight?

I probably would have paid $100 to have wifi for the next 12 hours. I trust Canadians about as far as I could throw a really fat one, so sleep is out of the question for the next half day anyway.
I just google imaged fat Canadian for emphasis, and Seth Rogen appeared. Then again, so did Sarah Palin. Unfortunately for Seth, he's actually Canadian, so he will be the one pictured. Sorry, Seth. I honestly don't think you're that fat.

I'm afraid to google search fat American.

Like their health care, the wifi in Canada is free, which is probably the only nice thing I'll say about Canada. Sorry, Soph.

In order to offset this great thing I've said about the great white north, I would like to take the time to talk about some lackluster Canadians. The first person(s) on my list are obvious. Actually, I forgot that Justin Bieber was Canadian. This is a tough one. Still...

1. Nickelback. I know that we live in a time where every popular song is the same four chords, but this group takes it to the next level.

I want to shake the hand of their stylist...

2. Justin Bieber. Sorry for those with the fever, but if I have to delete my search history after I Google search a picture for this blog, there's a problem.

Yes, I purposely chose this picture with the purple cardigan

3. The cast of Degrassi. YES! The entire cast. Minus Drake (the kid in the wheelchair).

That's right Drake, you're the best Degrassi has ever had

4. This guy. His last name is Trudeau, and apparently he beat out a serial killer to be the worst Canadian ever. I find this to be fairly impressive, which is why he is so low on my list. He was a Prime Minister, and apparently was arrogant and bad with money. He sounds less cool than Nixon.

Honestly, this guy looks the most normal

5. Tara Oram. I'm sorry. No one knows who this is. But I do, because this news station has been on loop for the past couple hours, and one of the news stories is about Canadian country music. Tara has a song about partying like its 1929 that bugs me for the following reasons: I've heard it too many times (one time was already too many), it seems like a rip-off of Prince's 1999 and its country music! I downloaded a picture to post, but I am sick of looking at Canadians.

Except for this one:

K bye.

Come on Irene

Okay, so Irene is being a pain in my ass in more ways than one. 
I know that Dexy's Midnight Runners don't sing about a girl named Irene (who would?), but I have had my own version of this one hit wonder going through my head all morning, which basically consisted of me humming everything but "come on Irene."
Thats when I realized that I don't know the lyrics at all. I looked them up, and to my horror...


Come on Eileen, 
I swear (well he means) At this moment you mean everything, 
With you in that dress my thoughts I confess verge on dirty 
Ah come on Eileen. 

These people round here wear beaten down eyes 
Sunk in smoke dried faces they're so resigned to what their fate is, 
But not us, no not us we are far too young and clever. 
Remember Toora Loora Toora Loo-Rye-Aye 
Eileen I'll hum this tune forever. 

Come on Eileen, I swear, well he means 
Ah come on let's take off everything, 
That pretty red dress Eileen (Tell him yes) 
Ah come on let's, ah come on Eileen, please. 


This song has more begging than "Baby, Its Cold Outside." Although, I can see why...

Anyway, like Colleen did, I suppose I'll tell you about my summer and my future plans:


This summer, I tried wearing a lot of different hats, because I lost my bear hat, Phoebe. I found out that Phoebe is irreplaceable. Fortunately, last night while I was packing she appeared. Apparently she was just hibernating and did not want to be bothered until Prague. 

I may have also donned a mustache for  a night, but there is no photographic evidence of this. 

Although that doesn't really sum up my summer at all, I am going to move on to the things I'm going to do in Prague anyway:

Party with Katyy in both Prague and London! 

Go to the REAL Oktoberfest (not just the one in Vegas)!

Avoid the beach (despite this picture's location)!

Get Colleen drunk (and accidentally? get drunk, myself)!

Anywho, I fly to Ted's tomorrow....Let the excellent adventure, bogus journey, etc. begin!

I'M COMING FOR YOU PRAHA

O hey there 8 followers!

I know you all have been devastated by the lack of posting on the blog, but that is all about to change because Bill and Ted go to Prague in LESS THAN ONE WEEK. LIKE WE WILL BE THERE A WEEK FROM TODAY. LIKE I’M PRETTY EXCITED.

So yeah get ready for some weekly posts about the awesomeness of Prague.

But things in America have also been pretty awesome so here is the summer recap: Ted’s version.

This summer I….

TURNED 21!

Had my first and last shot of whiskey. Life lesson learned.

Made some awesome new friends whom I already miss.

Dodger's game with this klepto  

The shack, obvi.

Struggles at the beach

Hung out with some awesome people whom I will really miss in the fall.

 We even made a new friend. This is a first.

And of course, there were delicious baked goods.

So yeah definitely makes the top 3 summers of all time. Prettttttty epic.

Aaaannnnd the party continues this semester.

A little preview of adventures to come….

Actually getting to Prague. Thanks, Irene. Betch.

A VISIT TO COPENHAGEN TO HANG WITH JESSY

OKTOBERFEST?!

HANGING WITH MC IN LONDONTOWN

How far we've come.

 AND OF COURSE 16,821 THINGS ON THE TO-DO LIST FOR PRAGUE

What up Charles Bridge

New best friend

Gettin' artsy

AND MUCH MUCH MORE.

SO STAY TUNED.

Ok, now Bill’s turn.