Adam is sitting in the steel and leather barber’s chair, his back to the small table displaying the tools of his trade and the large mirror on the wall, as he talks to an older guy seated across from him. The mirror competes for wall space with a number of vintage Playboy pin-up posters, the edges of…
Read More Corrado’s barbershopFor the record, I am not a good skater. I’m actually pretty crap at it, but I will give it a try every now and then. Today Franco and I went down to the Harbourfront Centre Natrel Rink for a practice session. He’s taking hockey lessons right now and needed to practice so I tagged along for the ride,…
Read More Skating at the HarbourfrontI attended a presentation this week by Peabody Award-winning writer and broadcaster, Jowi Taylor, about his project Six String Nation. During the presentation Jowi explained how, in the weeks leading up to the 1995 Quebec Referendum, he was dismayed by the quality of the iconography portrayed by the media as representing the Canadian identity. These symbols were hokey in…
Read More Six String NationI just went to Trinity-Bellwoods Park on Queen West, where there was a gathering of redheads. It was an event organised by a couple of filmmakers—Gareth C. Scales and Aaron Champion—for an upcoming documentary about life as a ginger, so I thought I’d go check it out. Unfortunately, the weather took a turn for the worse…
Read More Toronto Redhead SummitWe went out for bike ride on Sunday, trying to find the entrance to a new bike path named the West Toronto Railpath. It took us about 20 minutes to wend our way through the West End until we finally reached Landsdowne, which is where the website map shows the (supposed) southern end of the path. If you…
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