Joel's Last Day in Glasgow (I can't remember the date..it was sometime in the fall!):

Joel's harrowing month of research was concluded in style as we spent not one; not a couple; but *nine* hours @ The Lord Todd.  It wasn't really some "drunkfest" or anything like that, as it was more a really long, laid-back social event, with almost all the history postgrads there for it.  The evening was concluded in rather controversial fashion, which unfortunately I cannot discuss too in-depth...all I can say is that someone's hairy arse graced Monday night quiz night (NOT mine either!)!!

	...and so the day begins.		mmmmm....Carling!
	Tartare?! It's TARTAR!!! TAR-TAR!		mmmmm....Grolsch!
	No, it's not what you think.  "Dirty Sanchez" is the UK's answer to "Jackass," but way better.  Then again, maybe it is what you think.		Angela makin' animals out of Blu-Tac.
	Joel with a lil' explaining to do.		A couple of jokers from Flat A-3 arriving.
	A view of inside the Lord Todd.		Joel telling me I'm "Number One."
	Angela and her bitch, Tommy.		Me telling Tommy what I really think of him.
	Serious discussion, the topic of which I forgot.		This Guinness "Rugby" hat came free with 4 pints.  With those plastic Guinness pints dangling from the hat, I'm surprised I didn't put on an eye that night!
	A shot of the bar.		And so the domestic violence begins.
	mmmm....Twins!		Joel threatening me...again.
	Unflattering shot of Angela.  Note: She got as many bad photos of me as I got of her!		I dedicated this photo to my mother.
	Guinness...sweet, sweet Guinness.		I tried to be cool and take a photo of myself, but forgot the flash was on.
	The mural on the south end of "the Todd."  On the mural are famous Scottish entertainers.

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