The Mike Haddad Show: This is relevant to my interests.

Whenever I disappear it's generally safe to assume that I'm either off by myself being extremely moody or with people at Starbuck's trying to cheer myself up. Today marks what will hopefully be the end of a period of time where I could probably kill people with just a look because I was being that big of a jerk.

Nancy and I finally got to hang out in an attempt to cheer me up. Hey here I am, so it must have worked. Leave it to a Jew to really know how to get wild on a Friday night in Oakville. It was about time too since she ditched me the other weekend when we were supposed to go clubbing.

So we hit up the Rude Native Bistro because I had heard oh so much about it but never bothered to go just so I could be different. So when we did finally go I was pleasantly not-so-surprised. The decor was fun and despite being underdressed we made up for it by being loud. There are no pictures because I was afraid someone might get up and throw a boho fit at us. I had a Vegetable Thai Stir Fry (with teriyaki sauce – go figure) that I enjoyed far more than I should have considering the noodles refused to cooperate with the chopsticks.

Afterwards we went to Starbucks Round One attempting to cause a ruckus while we decided what to do for the rest of the night. One of Nancy's friends was having a birthday party, but we weren't sure if it was the kind of thing Nancy was into going to. Apparently having to work in the morning is a reason not to do anything fun. So we went back to my house to dress up in case we were going to go out. Many pictures ensued.

In the end we decided we probably would go to the party. Which meant going to Starbuck's Round Two and hanging out at Nancy's before making our decision official. We did but not until we caused trouble for Nancy's roommate. None of you know her – yet. That's what this is for: A sweet photo montage of her on the Sherdian Institue website. Yes, I'd hit it too.

So one thing Nancy neglected to tell me was that the party just happened to be a Togo party. Now I was well in the know about Sheridan Musical Theatre and how they like to have theme parties all the time – that was fine. The problem comes when Nancy forgets to share an important piece of information about a party leaving us having to improvise when we get there. Improvise we did.

So we had our togas and we got to partying. Things got wild a lot. People were beating each other up all night and my camera wound up in the hands of numerous people. So I leave you with a lot of the toga that happened. Be warned though: They have a habit of taking portrait pictures instead of landscape ones.