Some guy died, here, yesterday at the St-Patrick's day parade, in Montreal. He got rolled over by one of the parade cars...people do dumb shit when they're drunk...including me, obviously!


I'm sick again, for the 316th time of this winter season. I need summer, quick, now. I want the sun!!


I might go berry picking in British-Columbia this summer, sounds like fun.


I might buy a drumset this week-end. Bim bam pif pouf!


Oh, and the annual manifestation against police brutality was today in Montreal. I wonder if things got as bad as last year... We'll find out tomorrow.


Allright rock'n'roll booger faces!