good canadian that he is, floyd wore his red t-shirt - complete with maple leaf - proudly in ottawa the other day, well, canada day...i have a tough time thinking what it means to be canadian...maybe when i'm floyd's age i'll get it and want to wear a t-shirt such as his and take a more patriotic stance...good on ya floyd. true patriot love, oops, wrong country...i'll get it.pickle day two...loving it. the rain's falling, well, off and on and keeping the touristas at bay but they are coming in and buying a few things...and asking even more questions. i kinda like chatting with them..older folks asking me questions i try and answer, and those that i can't i, sometimes, just make up the answers. they'll never know...
coffee and high fives down at the jj bean after i've been here for while and need to get some caffeine.
the bagel joint, seigels or whatever, has these spinach filled bagel/pie/pocket things..tara, crazy tara - a friend of mishi's - came in today eating one and i realized although i'd never had one, i needed to get one so i hopped on gaary and got myself one...pretty good..that and a poppyseed cookie to go along with my santa cruz lemonade in the fridge...good times.
i'm stealing internet from someone and working on the burrito post cards...they're gonna look great...and even if they don't you'll be getting a set to send out to friends...
tonight it's tan tan noodles with the queen and sara..i haven't seen the queen forever...ever since she got herself a man in richmond willing to marry her, i'm like the proverbial chopped liver...i will be making the trek down to vegas in august to see her get hitched...but why the fuck is she getting married on a monday?
ok..
g. xo
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