A Brown fog approacheth
Posted on May 19th, 2011 – Comments Off on A Brown fog approachethA (soon-to-be-built) George Brown College fog, that is.
A (soon-to-be-built) George Brown College fog, that is.
Actually, dark horses could drag me away. The $3.30 little French press pots at the Dark Horse on Spadina make you feel all sophisticated but, ultimately, the drink works out to be the size of a large coffee. A good coffee, yes, but a caffeinated thoroughbred? I get the feeling that what you’re actually paying for here is the ambiance, and the communal tables kinda ruin that for me. Feels a bit like a stable. At the end of the day, if someone asks me if I prefer Dark Horse over Second Cup, I’ll have to respectfully reply with a neigh.
The prep for the 2015 Pan Am Games continues at Queen’s Quay and Jarvis, with promises of extra camera-fodder to come later this summer (at least from what I can see from my 4th storey perch):
Found this item while browsing through Alexa reviews today:
How cute! I have my first hater! It’s not really official until you have haterz, but still…
Well, let me assure you, Mister suckafree, that my heart bleeds most profusely at the points of those sharp criticisms. That “anyone can make a blog”, comment cut deep, sir. I would like to take a moment, however, to remind you that:
And here I am walking all the way home like a sucker. What the hell am I paying all those service fees for?!
Sarah and I did some casual, Sunday afternoon, stroll-y type shopping at the Cherry Street T&T yesterday. It was my intention to give her a taste (yes, pun included), of my years in Taiwan — at least in terms of product selection. We were missing the traditionally oppressive humidity and funky odours known as “authentic street cuisine”, but with its hordes of English-less products, mystery ingredients (on the labels we could read), and unintentionally hilarious packaging, I feel pretty satisfied with the authenticity of the store. And to top off a fully immersive experience, you should always walk out feeling a little more ignorant than when you came in — mission accomplished! Well, maybe ignorant isn’t the exact word, but I’m sure you get the gist.
…the wide open boulevards of our fair city this pleasant afternoon with my girl.
This is why hatchbacks are generally a bad idea. If you currently own one, consider selling it or trading it in before something like this happens:
Toronto’s version of the storms that have been ravaging the U.S.: brief, pleasant, politically correct; 100% Canadian.