today is sam younges birthday, shes 23

sam in a nice little outfitwhen sass’s bff sam came to LA last spring to visit i didnt busblog it because the entire night seemed like a freaky dream

sass is mysterious and sweet

and cool and in control

and sam is tall and blonde and eternally happy

and chatty with long

long long legs

that go right back up to canada.

they said they wanted to watch a hockey game with me

which all on its own seemed like some beautiful fantasy

but it was real.

i was all, hmmmm three tickets to staples to watch vancougar vs the kings?

lemme see what i can do.

but they said no no we wanna go to your favorite bar

where the beers are $3

and the waitresses dress like school girls.

so i said ooooooookaaaaay

and wondered what the catch was.

the catch was they really wanted to get drunk and watch hockey in a bar filled with drunken americans

but after the game was over they didnt want the party to stop so i said how about we go to don antonios i mean el compadre across from guitar center and have some real margaritas

and maybe get serenaded by a trio of mariachis

sam and sassand who knows maybe watch some rock stars get wooed by a record label in one of those dark booths in the back.

strangely enough the ladies loved loved loved the flaming drinks

as big as their heads

and didnt seem to mind when jack white interrupted our conversation

to offer them roses.

a few months ago the xbi flowed me some cash to do some freelance work for them

and because i was eyeing cat food at the 99 cent store i took them up on it.

turned out they wanted me to get info on young sam younge!

after a week i gave them all the details



sam was born in toronto where she was forced to learn ballet, violin, and cross country skiing.

her parents ran a small furrier import/export business known for mink pants – a fad that spread across canada briefly in the mid 90s.

she rebelled by saying she would never wear pants ever again and has pretty much lived up to that threat.

believe it or not but 16 year old 6 foot blondes in Canada are allowed free entry to whereever they want

so she got a job at american apparel, met sass and traveled the world.

turned out her favorite part was the mountains,

where this summer she sent me this picture of her in a canadian limo

sam in a boat

her favorite holiday is halloween

her dog pepper is a pisces

she prefers hard cider over beer, but will settle for PBR

and pink champagne

out of a coffee mug.

todays birthday girl moved to vancouver because thats what every canadian should do at least once

shes never been to las vegas

she has a tattoo that said busblog

but magically turned into a hanger right before i filed my report

hanger tattoo

if she has twins she wants to name one angus

and the other neil.

even though it really should be angus and malcolm cuz come on

but life isnt fair.

happy birthday anyways.