Went to a Canada Day party of my neighbor's yesterday. Everybody wore red and white except for the Canadian diplomat from the embassy, who didn't get the memo.
But I suspect he was a bloody Newfie... as in he likely got the memo and wore red underwear and white socks.
I wanted to see a barbecue on the deck, to celebrate the burning of the land and the acrid smoke across the northern hemisphere. But there wasn't.
Best I could do was sneak in some Motorhead from my phone onto his audio system:
One of the greatest albums ever made, and one of the dumbest musical lines ever:
Fire, fire / Big black smoke
Fire, fire / Ain't no joke