Dec 21

Dreamed I was an Eskimo, Frozen wind began to blow, Under my boots and around my toes, The frost that bit the ground below

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Today would’ve been Frank’s 65th birthday….If there really was a God, wouldn’t Mr. & Mrs. Spears/Federline be roadkill by now & Zappa’d still be making freaky tunes? A pre-Parry Sound ponderable. I will probably indulge in some fun Apostrophe tunes – or dabble into the massive Pitchfork Top 50 Singles list on my way back on the Ontario Northland stretch limo a.k.a. the stank ass buss. Brought my iBook to keep from thinking or reading – it’s the holidays for chrissakes!

Namaste to all the friends & family from around the world – it was cool to hear back from some ‘wildcard’ Xmas card recipients….I’m glad that I fired off postage to Germany, Japan & the far reaches of Ottawa – Don’t expect many postings from here on in….dialup on the archaic iMac

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