Camping at Allouette Lake was nice. The weather was cooperative and it was nice to see everyone again in one place. Fire, smores, air mattresses, Mad-Libs, smoke inhalation. Sarah, thank you for letting us borrow your tent. A deal is a deal. ;-)

I have a soft spot for pop music. Despite all my disgust for easily-consumable culture, I still have an appreciation for a simple and tuneful song. This owed at least somewhat to the fact that I don't listen to the radio (with the exception of CBC-2), and by the time a hit song enters my consciousness everyone else is already sick-to-fucking-death of it. It's a guilty pleasure, so to speak. But I really don't feel too guilty about it; I'm aware of what it is that I'm consuming culturally at any given time. I listen to plenty more decent stuff and don't go around lauding pop as "art".

Time to haul out and polish up some of my own pop-sicles.