There once was a….

There once was a “Chinese blues player….” Wow!!!! Wrong gig, that’s from a Perry Ferrell song (powerful voice!) I’ll try again: There once was a Chinese acupuncture dude who held shop in a tiny building on the bridge that devides Somerset St. from Wellington St. in the capital here. It was really neat to head in there. He tied me up to the treatment table with a vehicle seat belt (I was kinda wondering), then he pulled and pushed every which way. Next, I lay on my stomach, and he proceedured suction cup Tao. I have one leg slightly shorter than the other, and when I walked out of his joint, I stood upright and felt like I was FLOATING!!!!! So yes, this experience was grand! Well, the results were, haha!

Nico