I'm leaving for a weekend in Montreal tonight, and I'm taking my housemate Paul there as his birthday present (His birthday's on the 13th). It's part of Paul's indoctrination as a soon-to-be "New Canadian". I'll take him to rue Prince-Arthur, St-Denis, the mountain, the old city, "Club Super Sexe" (at least to take his picture beside that beautiful sign) and teach him remedial French.

Thanks to a VIA Rail voucher sent to me by Dave "Dave's Picks" Polaschek -- thanks very much, Dave! -- and Boris' loaning me of his apartment (he's off to NYC for the weekend) -- thanks, Boris! -- we can go to Montreal in cheap but comfortable style.

We'll be there from tonight around 11:30 p.m. to Sunday around 6:00 p.m. If you're in Montreal and want to share in some drinking and general accordion mayhem, I'll have my cell phone (416 WIT N HIP -- hey, that's the number they gave me) and I should have email access.