Cows & Beans & Robbins

“You should never hesitate to trade your cow
for a handful of magic beans.”
— Tom Robbins

“You should never hesitate to trade your cow
for a handful of magic beans.”
— Tom Robbins
Today, here in Montreal, we’re back to normal
after a record-breaking heat wave.

About an hour ago, I noticed how good it felt to be breathing what I consider to be “cold” air — at 19 degrees Celsius (66 F) — compared to yesterday’s 40 degrees Celsius (104 F), humidex factor included.
And at once, my thoughts went out
to the miners, in Chile.
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I will be 60 on August 16…

at exactly 9:10 in the morning.
I’m thrilled about the upcoming new decade. I even talked about it in EPISODE 11 of Radio FaceBoo; recorded on July 31 — a saturday night — I went on and on, saying how exciting it is for me to be turning 60… that I’m finally at ease with the thought of being the clown-without-a-costume that I’ve always known myself to be in my heart and soul.
On the eve of stepping into August, I was possessed with an urgent need to clear up space for change. And so it was that I started to demolish my bedroom.

You see, I’ve been sleeping in my living room — in my big comfortable recliner arm chair — since last September. This means I wasn’t using my bedroom anymore so might as well get rid of my queen-size bed (with its rock-hard mattress) and other pieces of furniture that took up space and blocked the good chi.

A longtime friend of mine offered to take the bed off my hands and was happy to inherit the vanity which belonged to my mom.

My huge trunk is destined to hold a special function in what will become the Giggle Theatre. For this to happen, I cleared my office of all ITS furniture as well — I’ll keep you posted on this work in progress.

As for the wicker table, the rococo lamp, and the guardian angel, they’ll probably end up in my kitchen — “to be continued.”
So that’s what happened on July 31.
I’ll be back very soon with my account
of the first days of August — woo hoo hoo!

She’s hot. She’s cool. She rocks!
And She loves us
every day.

THANKS, EARTH!
(((HUGS)))
This doodle dates back to 1999 — Black ink pen and Prismacolor crayons. Namaste… Peace!
Antoine met Véronique for the first time at the Ritz.
“She’s almost perfect,” he sighed… 