26

Jun

Road Rage!!

Bus Breakfast

Namaste and Sussreekall and Salaam and Word Up to all you BeautifulLoveyPeople! What an auspicious week it is, filled with so many different twists+turns+emotions! And, like life goes, there’s always MORE to come! That’s the thing about life: you just NEVER KNOW what can happen. Like Farrah and Michael (may they rest in Peace-Shanti Om Nama Shivaya). And like the little dog we met in Saskatoon, who was having puppies. So cute (she was a Chihuahua)! She was very happy and had an incredible “Kundalini” vibe to her, being all pregnant and wagging her little tail! :) And, like in Edmonton, where we were parked in a parking lot beside a busy street, and Jason, Jacen, Flavio, and I were discussing shower-room etiquette (don’t ask! LOL!) And I saw, not one, but TWO Bichon Frisee dogs (yes: the spitting image of *gulp* Sri Annastasia, my dead babydog) RUNNING IN THE FUCKING INTERSECTION!!!!!! No lie! I LOST MY SHIT! Dropped my popcorn bowl (no, popcorn is NOT a “raw” food, people. We were ALL eating it. So sue me. LOL!) And in horror, RAN OFF THE BUS AFTER THEM! The traffic was heavy and the cars were four-lanes-thick with speeding cars!! Tears streaming down and my choking/screaming, “stop! Stop!” As the dogs skirted in+out of danger, after their OWNER (a white, male, teenager..nonchalantly walking them off leash) who was not at all concerned!!! Even his Bichons were happily skipping along after him (yes, miraculously safely on the curb, now) and the cars kept’a driving and the guy kept’a walking and his Bichons kept’a skipping merrily along behind him. I wanted to kidnap/rescue the dogs away from him. By force. I was so upset at that guy. So upset. I yelled, “hey!” After him as the trio disappeared through a fence. By the time I reached it (and discovered it lead though a greenbelt of trees+bushes) they were gone. Vanished. History. I sulked all the way back to the bus (likely, talking to myself as usual, and pouting and repeating Anna’s name, etc.) Like nothing happened. And that’s just like life. YOUR experience in a situation, often, is felt+known ONLY BY YOURSELF. And it forces you to DEAL. You and only you can think for yourself and compartmentalize your own feelings BY yourself. I had to deal with my terror,rage, anger, sadness, yearning, desire, disappointment and shock all by myself. Mindfully thinking and walking all the way back to the bus. Yes. The dude was an ignoramus. Yes. You and I would (and do) take better care of our babydogs. Yes. I am upset with that person. Still. Yes. I CAN forgive and be grateful for my ability to forgive. Yesyesyes. Acha, acha. Hanji, hanji. But I’m STILL UPSET. Which I will get over the MINUTE I kiss Nicklas the Babydog on the eyelashes. We shall speak of Him no further or I WILL LOSE MY SHIT.

In the meantime, life goes on and the Show must go on and I am truly truly fortunate and blessed with my daily life of ROCK!!!!!!!!!! And MY PEEPS: Jason, Flavio, Jacen, Christie, The General, Jimmy the Diamond, and Mel. Everyday is Our Adventure of Mass Proportion. We have a good time, a good routine, a good system, a good bond, and good good energy. Om Hare Om. I am so fucking lucky. Everyday. No matter WHAT the day brings. Good or bad. The Experience of Life is my treasure. And playing shows for YOU is my reward. Thank you for comin’ out and seeing the shows! And there are MORE dates being booked all the time!!!!!!!! Keep checkin! Loveyloveygushgushmushymush!!!!! *beam* Have a beautiful weekend and enjoy every moment of it! Find your bliss and breathe deeply. Have fun. Have a (big suprise) banana!!!! Yup. Todays picture is of Moi having my 6am breakfast on the bus while everyone is sleeping. Serendipity. Yumminess. Love. I wish these things for you. Om Nama Shivaya. Love, Biffy Xo P.s. One thing that my dog-experiences-week brings to mind is the BCSPCA!!!! PLEASE GO TO THEIR WEBSITE www.spca.bc.ca/vancouver and find out how to help!!! We MUST help those who can not help themselves (and you KNOW dogs are often waaaaaaaay nicer than people! Yes. Cats, too. The Only Reason I don’t have cats is because I’m so deathly allergic, btw) Well…Nicklas is pretty allergic, as well. LOL! :)