My kind of man.
Adam knows how to delight me.
On his recent trip to Phoenix, he sat in front of a man from Vancouver that cracked open the stereotype that Canadians are polite and quiet. This man was loud and crude and perhaps a little daft.
Some of his gems of wisdom:
He said, "Everyone says it rains a lot in Vancouver. Well, yes, but only when you look at the last 100 years."
Of course. Vancouver, besides that little blip, that slight anomaly, those last inconsequential 100 years, is practically a desert.
Everyone knows that.
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He also said he couldn't wait to get to Phoenix and shoot a gun and ride in a boat.
I wonder if that is because Americans everywhere spend all their time shooting guns and riding boats? They're our national pastimes so a trip here without a good shooting and boating session would be kind of like going to Paris and not seeing the Eiffel Tower.
Or is it that best kept secret? The one that Phoenix is known for its boating? Phoenix: the Venice of North America.
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Perhaps my favorite part of Adam's report was the conversation between the aforementioned Vancouver man and his female traveling companion. In talking about hunting, she said that she wished he didn't have to kill the animal. Why not just watch someone else do it instead?
Maybe PETA will adopt that as a new maxim. Rather than killing animals, just watch them be killed. It's much more humane.
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