Saturday, September 4, 2010


Over the past couple of days, we drove 1200 kilometres (round-trip) to stay in an Ottawa hotel and deliver our baby boy into the hands of complete strangers at Carleton University.

He's nineteen.  It seems like last week I took him to Junior Kindergarten for the first time.

He's moved in; we're back home; and I feel even more ancient than ever.  (The hotel was quite nice, though.  And the Heineken's were cold.)


And man, it rained like a son of a bitch all the way there.


Omar said...

I spun records a few times at Carleton's CKCU and would dry shave in the campus sauna occasionally. A big no-no that they would freak about if they caught you. My big university claims to fame. Sure wish I had enrolled. What hotel did you stay at?

Doctorboogaloo said...

Omar: The Lunch Counter is always looking for a Friday night DJ with experience. (I'm just sayin'.)

We stayed at The Cartier Place, downtown on Cooper Street. The weather sucked... although Saturday was okay.

On campus, the engineering students and other groups made the move in very smooth. Nice place by the look of it.