wet snow

Another pile of wet snow fell on Montreal yesterday. It's a good idea to wear rubber boots.

What is your name?

end of road, another beginning

When Lohbado reached the end of the road, a new beginning flowed out of the beautiful sky.

typical

Why did somebody scratch the poster?

typical store

typical windows

Lohbado went for a typical walk around the block, up Kent to Cote des Neiges, to Dollar C and back. He enjoyed looking at typical things on a typical day in a typical city, nothing fancy.

snowy day in Montreal

Jean Talon market

keep your eyes open

It was snowing again this morning. Lohbado got cabin fever in Cote des Neiges, so took a metro ride to Jean Talon market and bought two sacks of rolled oats, 20 % off at one of the stores. Lohbado ate oat porridge every morning for breakfast.

The market looked like a ghost town, or some scene from the arctic, with snow blowing around. Lohbado saw a huge poster of a woman with her eyes wide open.

The Miracle of Marvin Monro

Marvin, by Lohbado

Marvin Monro took pride in his good looks. Every morning he spent fifteen-minutes combing his thick, shiny brown hair, in front of the full length mirror in his bedroom. Then he would take a shave, starting with his jaw, then moving down to his chest and finishing with the armpits. He did his pubic hair with a pair of scissors. He was thirty years old and still attractive enough to earn a living as a model. 

One day a crisis happened when a fellow model, Dork Ladle made a vanity-wounding snide remark about a mole on Marvin’s right cheek. The mole mysteriously appeared one morning when Marvin got up to admire his body. He suffered agonizing hours over that mole. The dermatologist refused to remove it. He was too busy for such trifles.

please give me what I want