I’m a thirty-ish urban hipster and gentleman-about-town, and when I’m not fantasizing, I’m a Flash programmer with itchy fingers. I share a downtown Toronto apartment with a plump feline bachelor named Oliver, a few plants, and whatever wildlife can hide behind the stove.

Toronto City Life isn’t anything special; just me droning on about what happened to me that day, interesting things I stepped in, and so on. Mostly, however, it’s all just filler and thesaurus look-ups.

You’ll probably learn more about me from reading the blog than I could ever write here. It’s all in there somewhere: where I was born; my favourite colour; which celebrity’s face appears when you connect the pimples on my ass.

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