Happy Canada Day!
A few year... About a decade ago, I was in O-Town visiting some amigos (either ten or eleven years ago) visiting with Andrew & Whitney (Andrew Collins & Whitney Cryer, iirc. Anyone out there know them?) and staying with them at their apartment on the Rideau.
They had a northward facing balcony, so we watched the fireworks over Parliament Hill. Quite impressive.
Anyway, afterwards, I decided to give another buddy a ring (they'd been doing the same thing from another apartment).
As I bent down to pick up the phone, my nose ran a little. Then, it was like a dam in my head broke. Blood literally gushed out of my nose. It was like I'd just gotten whacked with a 2x4 (or a 5x10, in Canada).
To this day, I've no idea what happened. Possibly I had a stroke and never noticed.
Oh! It definitely wasn't ten years ago, because ten years ago I was doing Puppy Patrol before going to the Gonk.