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Random thoughts

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Depends on the dream. I had one last night where I was at dinner at a place with my family and I had already had a steamed lobster dinner so I just wanted something to munch on but they kept giving me additional lobster dinners. The manager was arguing with me about how could I not want their most expensive meal why do I keep sending it back then I woke up. I don't think I want to follow that dream. Or maybe I do, I don't know.
 
Where I live - a place called Port Credit - it is Buskerfest weekend. Parts of roads and parks are closed off and dedicated so that obscure people - buskers - can do their obscure little acts and beg for money in the most undignified ways.

It is a yearly thing, Port Credit Buskerfest.

I just went for groceries and my usual road where I turn off was blockaded. NBD - there is a simple plan B route-wise. Loud music was blaring from the road beside the parking lot of my store. I wandered over to it but nothing was going on. Just loud music blaring out of speakers apropos of nothing.

Well anyway, good to know that if I get a hankering to watch a guy with a multi-colored Mohawk squeeze his body through a toilet seat, or something of that ilk, and then try to shame me into giving 20 dollars for it, I am in the right place in the world.