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Whyte Avenue is basically THE place to go if you have any desire to be a part of, or at least witness, massive amounts of young people wandering around incoherently drunk.

If you happen to be on Whyte Avenue at last call, try not to get stabbed. There’s a reason why the cab drivers won’t pick up the roving gangs of white middle class rowdies down there. You have been warned.

The only good thing about Tampa is that you can leave.

The city of my birth. I don’t really like it all that much, but it was the first experience I had as a living being, so I can’t really hate it that much.

That being said, it’s a terrible little place. FSU is a terrible school full of drunken jocks and not much else, and the population of the city is generally made up of people either too stupid or too lazy to bother leaving.

People who have been to Nashville and actually enjoyed it are bad people. I can prove it with science.

I rather enjoyed visiting the sites of the original American colonies. American history is generally boring until you actually see something of it. And I must admit that standing on the bow of a ship of a similar make as the one’s that crossed the Atlantic hundreds of years ago, I had to respect history a bit more than I had previously. I also enjoyed it when my friend heckled the various period characters walking around about their slaves.

I hate the south. Hate.

I hate the south. Hate.

I hate the south. Hate.

I live in Alberta. It’s beautiful all year round. But it has earned it’s reputation as Canada’s Texas.

Also, Edmonton has a lot of potential to be a great city, but is instead a sort of way point for get-rich-quick types. You’ve been warned.

I grew up in Florida.

It’s hot, and the people are all dumber than average for some reason. I’ve never been able to figure out why, maybe it’s the schools. Maybe it’s the heat. Maybe it’s the frustration of having to reconcile the idea of Florida with the reality of Florida.