Category Archives: Toronto
Some Missed Connections posts are subtly charming. I think it’s sweet that the guy fell, and the writer of the post helped him to his feet. Was he drunk, wearing crazy heels, or was the floor slippery with winter slush? … Continue reading
The last few years have brought a wonderful run of unexpected reunions of some of my favourite bands. Last night, I finally got to see Neutral Milk Hotel perform. I was focused on the band, but others were more distracted … Continue reading
As I write this, it’s been raining for about four hours – what’s being called “#stormTO” and “#floodTO” on Twitter. I’ve been home inside, but power outages are scattered across the city, some of my friends’ apartments have been flooded, and … Continue reading
Most of the time, Missed Connections are anonymous. But does going public with your search increase the chances of successfully finding the object of your affection?
Torontonian/avid social media user Caron Court has asked friends and followers to help her find a man she recently met at the airport en route to Costa Rica. Continue reading
With a title about polka dots, I know the question on the tip of your tongue is: has there been a Missed Connection for a girl in an itsy bitsy, teenie weenie, yellow polka dot bikini? Before you go any further, … Continue reading
I’m a not-so-closeted karaoke fan/participant. I haven’t got any vocal chops*, but I’ve made some dear friends through attending Jason Rolland‘s “#LoserKaraoke” event at Grindhouse Burger Bar. I wasn’t present last week, and I’m moderately disappointed that I missed this … Continue reading
NXNE, you’ve been good to me. You brought me terrific bands I already loved (Army Girls, Odonis Odonis), and introduced me to some great bands (Teenanger, Oborhofer, Silkken Laumann, and more). More on point for this blog, though, is the … Continue reading
Like many others, I was shocked and saddened to hear of the shooting at the Eaton Centre last night. It was pretty intense to see updates on Twitter, shared from people actually in the mall at the time. I don’t really have … Continue reading
“You – a top notch babe with legs going all the way up to your butthole. You were reading the second book in the Hunger Games trilogy – my favourite, where Katniss really starts to kick some serious poon-tang – and wearing a top that did wonders both for your knockers and my turgid man pole. I think it said Hollister on it, is that in California? Surfing is way sick. I could tell by your shirt that you thought so, too.
Me – a three at best with mutton chops all the way out to the person sitting next to me. I was wearing a monocle and re-reading the Hunt for Red October. We exchanged glances and I could tell by the way you wouldn’t look at me again that you were intimidated by my chops. A lot of girls are. Don’t worry, they don’t bite. ” Continue reading