The nutty squirrels in my backyard, which will probably never be for sale. And The Trickle of my life: my ancestors, whis  IS for sale for a mere 10$ shipping included.

The lama's chants by Lama Gyurme are playing on my new cool smaller boombox we got for 40$ at London Drugs. Billy is asleep on the red couch in the salon with me.  Salon means simply 'living room' in quebec french.

I am super happy that i am no longer paranoid about cops killing me.  The gangster ones would if they could or would surely beat the shit out of me like in 2021 for no reason. But fear not everyone: this is still canada so far and not afghanistan. Not yet.