So I present a recent column from Corey Mintz.
It is ludicrous that anybody in this country goes hungry.
So I present a recent column from Corey Mintz.
It is ludicrous that anybody in this country goes hungry.
Poor Jeff; I just talked to him and he’s burying him in the garden right now. Crying at work is never much fun. Partly in Gizmo’s honour I’m going to put cat-centric verses to the song I’m currently working on, 40 Million Lightyears.
It’s close to the end for Gizmo but I’ll let Jeff tell the story.
I finally got over to Dr. Katz (Best Dentist in Burnaby) to get a small detail in my occlusion resurfaced; smiles all round for that.
Other than that, and that the weather is finally being cooperative, if cold, there’s not much news.
The Tarot reading yesterday called for Temperance, more attention paid to the men in my life (family members) and church. Atheists should be spanked for participating in such nonsense; that result could have been anything, it’s just like astrology, wonk wonk. I found it interesting though. This deck is pretty big on duty and hard work, may the fairies cart it away…. I may just make up my own deck. I was sure the Chariot would turn up, with all my misgivings and weirdness about cars these days, but no. Temperance. Blech.
I am three verses into the composition of 40 Million Light Years and enjoying it. Paul heard it last night and burst out laughing in all the right spots. I suspect John would have enjoyed it too.