(I'm not gonna talk about the hiatus, okay?)

It's been quite an autumn for Pigdump's crack entertainment team. First it was Bruce Springsteen at the Air Canada Centre putting on a show...well, like he always does. So cool that we're going back to see him in Hamilton next March. Then, there was the ultimate Canadian experience, the Grey Cup game, with Kim Mitchell warming us up at the tailgate party. The very next day, it was the once-in-a-lifetime experience of seeing a 62-year old Neil Young up close and personal (we were in the 9th frickin' row!) at Massey Hall. And he's never sounded better. Really.

But the crack Pigdump team is much more than a gaggle of groupies, following set lists of the stars day in day out. Nay, we pick up on the minutia of the events, tracking the social fabric of pop culture and beyond.

Ahem.

What was overwhelming to us -- and true, the demographic of these audiences kinda skewed the findings -- were the line ups for the Gents room at every venue. Holy crap but these guys had to pee a lot! And I know, there was beer involved at a couple of the venues, but there has ALWAYS been beer yet NEVER such a wrap-around-the-stadium queue filled with uncomfortable lads as now!

Then it hit me... these guys are in their prostate years! That's the dealio here! The Ladies rooms had nary a line up. In fact, men were wondering if they could just nip in to the door with the skirt because, "Holy cow, I can't hold it!"

Payback, buddies! Finally! Years and years of standing in line for us "Ladies" and we get to see you guys holding back tears as you shuffle from foot to foot. Heh heh. Who's laughing now, big bladderman?

Umm, that's all.

Thanks and good luck.