This month starts with a plea to join in some World Cup shenanigans.
Then on to the usual nonsense: a Shakespearean debunking, a crappy bar, and some beautiful Newfie art.
First up this month, another visit to a bar on a weekend afternoon, then an oddball poet, and finally some sad news. Blues The Rex is a budget hotel on Queen Street West, with a beer hall on the ground floor. Toronto's working class has been drinking beers at the corner of Queen and St [...]
It is now 12 March and I haven't met my objective of writing my monthly 3 "things" post. I have to conclude that there will be no things this month. I could say that it's not my fault. HVW and I have been busy, traveling to Italy and Whister, so there hasn't been time to [...]