Unfortunately, it's actually 3:15 am right now. And I do work tomorrow morning. Stayed up late on the phone with my brother Benjamin (one of several). Mostly about Raffi and Robert Munsch as I recall. (No time to explain, Google can tell you who they are.)
Anyway, I wanted to write a post about how I went swimming tonight, like, swimming-laps swimming, even though that's not my style, even though I was a lifeguard for 6 years, at camp (see picture link to left) and at the Saint Lambert indoor pool. How on my way home I was recognized by a Vietnamese girl I kind of know who had a mouthful of pizza, heard some Irish fiddle, and how prior to all this I saw the sunset on the ramparts in the artillery park. (Not one person reading this knows where that is, don't feel left out.) It's beside my house. Overlooks the lower city. Twinkling lights, red sky, you get the picture. But the problem is just that: I don't have a single picture to show you all. I tried to draw a picture but gave up cause it was ugly. Then I saw the time and decided to just give you all a late-night recording of "Eternal Flame" and get the heck into my bed.
Click to hear. Goodnight.