Which I realized on Saturday evening, at a Roller Derby after-party with professional derby girls and Canadians.
Let's face it, guys--I'm not cool enough for any part of that scenario.
On a related note, Canadians really are as nice as everyone always says. At the bout, the emcee hosted a game of scavenger hunting musical chairs. One of the items the players had to find was a Canadian coin. There was one group of Canadian fans. They very politely gave every participant money from their pockets.
Also, the half-time show was a professional hula-hooper.
I swear to god I'm not making this up.
And no, I wasn't smoking anything, either.
(True: Have you ever seen Roller Derby? Because you need to. Also, where can I take hula hoop lessons?)