Okay, not my "pal" in any real sense, but I like to think that nonetheless.

In 1982, I went to boy scout camp, and learned:

-how to use a compass
-row a canoe
-tie a bunch of knots to lash together a tower made out of found wood
-cook meat
-roll a joint
-smoke a joint
- and that Rush is one of the greatest bands of all time!
While other boys may have been drowning in the lake ( that happened) or getting molested ( that happened too), I chose to smoke pot in a tent and listen to the 1982 masterpiece Signals on a Panasonic boom-box with the "older boys".

I still think I made the right choice. That album still kills! That driving bass in "Countdown"? So awesome!