These are the sad times.
"Thanks for all the support over the past 14 months, more importantly the last 9 years. The city has forced me out due to arrears in utilities. I signed a contract that was based on certain conditions so that the business could be viable. The renovation funds were delayed and never made available. Thus making it impossible to break even. I have been trying to negotiate a solution, with the city, for months with no success. I received a hand delivered letter, with a duplicate mailed to me, plus an email all stating arrears to be paid by 3:30pm today or doors would be locked today. It kills me to say goodbye to our boathouse but I am left no choice."

Tonz asked us to hit up the Boathouse this past Saturday. He said some awesome cover band was playing at 2 in the afternoon. We decided to check it out for a bit and have some drinky poos. I had to head out after the first set to get some shit before Ned picked me up to go to the TFC game at Failte.

So Tony sends me an email and says "Do not watch until Ned is there." I load it up at Failte and what do I see? What did I miss by leaving early? A FUCKING GBV COVER!!! Of course!