A bunch of stuff I found on the sidewalk

Posted on March 20th, 2010 6 great comments. Room for one more!

If, during the next few days, you come at just the right time of the evening, dear reader, you may notice that TCL suddenly looks completely different. Perhaps considerably worse. Perhaps better. Perhaps exactly the same. That’s because I’m playing around with new themes. Sure, they look nice in their boxes, but I have to take ‘em out for a spin – and I only have one blog. I’d like to add a TwitPic feed in there too.

If you look at the top of the sidebar you’ll notice the flipping Twitter feed and, occasionally, some of those updates link to TwitPic photos. These are taken by a spunky Samsung BlackJack the Second in the battlefield. Or the mall. Wherever the phone happens to be. Unfortunately, the quality could be better. Much better. But it’s a camera phone so all I can do is my best.

Besides, the TwitPic feed is meant as filler for, and sometimes preview of, the next post; not as a replacement. Something to look at while the blog takes a nap. I mean, if I don’t have that, I end up with posts bearing titles like, “A bunch of stuff I found on the sidewalk”, on a Saturday on which it’s obvious I’m just trying to fill up the hole in the pavement that is my blog.

historical map, plaque, pavement, sidewalk, 1858, toronto, city, life

Poor metaphors as well.

Oh, and I know it’s impossible to read the map (subpar photography too), but it has Church Street at it’s center with Yonge to the left and Jarvis the right. The northern city limit in 1858 was Bloor Street. It’s definitely not anymore.

plaque, bay, yorkville, pavement, sidewalk, toronto, city, life

Yorkville just seems like it’s been around forever. It’s probably that whole set-in-stone thing. It makes anything seem dignified.

pamela anderson, canada's walk of fame, plaque, sidewalk, concrete, entertainment district, king street west, toronto, city, life

Okay, yeah, she made it big. But on dubious credentials. Two dubious credentials.

There are a few other names strewn about the place too.

jim carrey, canada's walk of fame, plaque, sidewalk, concrete, entertainment district, king street west, toronto, city, life

Having things stuck into sidewalks always struck me as somewhat ironic. On the one hand, yes, you are honouring that person by devoting this lasting memorial to them. On the other hand, you’re inviting people to walk all over it, spit on it, etc. Maybe there is no irony there at all. Maybe that’s exactly what’s intended. Cool.

But I won’t keep you staring at the pavement, dear reader. I’ve got a date with some themes and some prodding to do on TwitPic. No promises here, but I won’t be using the sidewalk as my subject for at least two posts after this. It would be too obvious.

6 Comments on “ A bunch of stuff I found on the sidewalk ”

  • Kato
    March 22nd, 2010 8:13 am

    It's funny, I have never been to Yorkville. All the rich people scare me.

    Hahah. I am just kidding :P

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  • Patrick
    March 23rd, 2010 6:28 am

    Rich people are kinda scary, Kato. You're talking to them and next thing you know a little mongrel leaps from their purse directly for your face. A fang in the eyeball is something to be concerned about, for sure.

  • Wilmaryad
    March 22nd, 2010 11:06 pm

    "Two dubious credentials" LOL Epic!

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  • Patrick
    March 23rd, 2010 6:31 am

    Yeah, the hair is more the icing on this birthday cake, Wilmaryad. I thought she handled herself well in Bay Watch — the show that set a new standard. David Hasselhoff. Nuff said.

  • Renee
    March 24th, 2010 6:51 am

    i LOVE the pic with Pam Anderson's star…the ghostly boot with no body and the half a man behind it….Neato!

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  • Patrick
    March 24th, 2010 7:35 am

    Thanks, Renee. In the evening, everyone turns into ghostly shadows on account of people being so restless and fidgety. (a.k.a. long exposures)

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