I will be leaving Vancouver in two weeks, and I am starting to feel pretty strange about it, having spent the last five years putting down roots here. Last saturday night was my going away party. These are the photos.

Of particular note was the guy on the left in this last photo. I don’t know this guy, but we think it was his birthday. He generally made a boob of himself, and later in the night he got his ass kicked on my living room floor after picking a fight with a cute blonde girl. Blaze had to tell him how to tap out when he started changing colors.