03/25/2025
Hi, everyone! Christopher Pitre here, son of Pauline Pitre, once again commandeering Tumbleweed's official page!
To this day, I still get asked if I own the bar or if I'm officially part of the staff, to which I always reply: "How did you get in my house?" And of course the answer has always been no. Mom's passing was a difficult period, and I was on a 27-month pigeon pregnancy sabbatical in Tanzania at the time, so it just wouldn't have been a good fit. I also openly and frequently lie, so my stewardship over a business venture with real-world money involved probably wouldn't have been for the best.
That said, however, I am very close with the Sealys and they've always been gracious enough to let me help out from time-to-time. And how, you might ask, did I decide to help carry on mom's legacy? Well, in exactly the same way as when she was alive - tormenting her relentlessly with my terrible, terrible jokes.
With that, the following is a collection of memes that actual, real adult people allowed me to make and post for Tumbleweed over the years. Whether I helped the business, am directly responsible for its closing, or if I'm wanted on several charges of corporate fraud involving a complex MLM pyramid scheme selling my patent-pending Submergible Spoon™ by the Tanzanian government, is for you to decide!
All seriousness aside, it's been a lot of fun. From the memes, to the jam nights, the silly poutine adventures, and the very near-and-dear to me Tumbleweed's Got Talent and all the wonderful folks involved thereof: *Thank you*, from the bottom of my heart, to everyone who continued to support the bar—and mom’s legacy—well after her passing. And of course, a gargantuan thank you to Mark & Kareena (and all their family and staff) for allowing that to have even been possible in the first place. They didn't have to keep the Tumbleweed name, keep her picture on the wall next to the stage, honour her legacy, or let me hang around the bar like a lost puppy -- they *chose* to. That's the kind of people they are. It's beyond appreciated, and I know mom would have been proud -- and honoured.
Much love, and here's to at least knowing that with this post I would have made mom laugh (and embarrassingly groan) one more time. ❤.
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**Please note: Content within this post contains elements of fictitious humour and does not necessarily represent the views of the Sealys, Tumbleweed, its staff, anyone affiliated with Tumbleweed, and especially not Bob. Sorry, Bob - you know what you did.
