Hey friends!

I know its been a while since I made an update here — I thought I’d write a quick one.

I’ve been fairly busy lately, as we are now in the final stretch of the Toronto Mayoral Election. I’ve also been careful not to neglect my nightly duties of securing Don Bosco High school.

I’m somewhat sad that the weather has changed so drastically. I already miss my weekly BBQ’s, sitting outside in my lawn chairs while slathering ice cold frozen meats on my chest to defrost them before putting them on my expensive Weber BBQ.

Although the view of my huge backyard from my Etobicoke mansion is pleasing to the eye with the fall colors and whatnot, I still feel like something is missing.

At this time of the year I am preparing for our long Canadian winters — my body would need intense preparation and conditioning for the months and months of sitting inside my mansion, usually stuck with my ex-wife. Now its spent alone, with all of my toys, creams, spices and oils.

Out in my backyard, there is a large rock about waist high. During the fall season I usually can be found sitting on that rock for hours on end — preparing my body and mind for the solitude and depressing days ahead.

On this rock, where I usually sit, there is a round cylindrical shaped formation that sticks upward. This is where I usually sit. This is the most comfortable spot in my entire property. I sit with all my weight on the cylindrical shaped rock formation and fully press my anus onto it.

I prefer to wear jogging pants during this time, as the fabric seems to work with the rock and my anus best; I can apply more pressure and control to my body against the rock’s surface.

Sometimes I tuck my penis under my legs and sit down on the rock, pressing my full weight on my testicles and my penis against the rock. This helps me to think and puts the coming months into perspective.

Thanks for listening.