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I've been on the Lansdowne strip for a little over 10 years now. It'd be an understatement to say it's got a bad reputation. But it's true, flowers do grow on Lansdowne. They also grow in my brain, hence my thoughts below. I draw inspiration from the tired, worn out faces, subway station stink, abandoned storefronts and family values of this hidden gem of an avenue. Please have a visit.....actually, better yet, fuck off and stay away.This one's a real Whodunnit.
I'd be all Vincent Gallo with this shit. Write, direct, star and score this flick.
MMM, the sweet light taste of a stout and just a hint of lime. Word to Big Jess.
Converse X Nom De Guerre Skidgrip
Anything by Jeff Soto
Had a well deserved week away from the office. Now it's Monday and I feel like I'm on another planet, a shitty planet where the inhabitants make me sick. OK, maybe that's a bit drastic. Anyway it was a fulfilling week (with no internet access), but with the absence of my wife who keeps me in check, it was hard to stay focused (sober). Linked up with many friends, new and old, caught up on some reading, ate alot of BBQ, slept in, took walks, ended up on CBC's The National, kicked around the ball, had a couch reupholstered and broke alot of balls. This was confirmed by 4 of my 6 close companions. So now I tend to believe it. Anyway if I happened to remember that I had an iphone in my pocket I took it out and used the shitty camera. Here's some pics of my time away from office time.
