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Betting on yes… who’s is with me?
11/08/2022

Betting on yes… who’s is with me?

Sprouting - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - From the dust of Honest Ed’s industrial hangar comes this newly erected set of buildings...
10/24/2022

Sprouting - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - From the dust of Honest Ed’s industrial hangar comes this newly erected set of buildings sprouting at the corner of Bathurst and Bloor. Similar to the Well, a development to the south, this mix of rentals, new lane ways, food markets and pedestrian streets will enliven already vibrant areas of the city. Can’t wait to see this all come together.

Cuz this is surely likely to happen ;) I should have bought 5 twinkies instead
10/19/2022

Cuz this is surely likely to happen ;) I should have bought 5 twinkies instead

GRAND SLAM - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - Nisha hit that ball right into the net. Over and over again. Forehand into the net. Bac...
10/18/2022

GRAND SLAM - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - Nisha hit that ball right into the net. Over and over again. Forehand into the net. Backhand into the net. Every serve, even the underhanded ones, got caught in the taut nylon. What was happening today? Usually she only puts two thirds of the balls into the net, while those that miraculously make it over, are slammed back by Maya, her 7 year old daughter. Today she simply was sick of standing in for one of those electronic ball tossers, that not only did a better job in placing the balls in all areas of the court, but also never got tired. She also wanted to wipe the look of disdain on her daughter’s face who was understandably frustrated by her lack of prowess. Nisha not only never exercised, she also never took a proper tennis lesson. Who was Maya expecting as her opponent? Shapalova? One of the William’s sisters? Martina Navratilova? How about her 3 foot tall child wonder simply appreciate her mother for putting on an outfit and putting in some effort. Her next birthday present was also determined - an automatic ball thrower.

Anyone know how to prepare cabbage?
10/15/2022

Anyone know how to prepare cabbage?

PANIC - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - Fear gripped me as hard as the whiplash caused by the slap of the winter’s wind. I saw a spi...
10/12/2022

PANIC - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - Fear gripped me as hard as the whiplash caused by the slap of the winter’s wind. I saw a spider. An itty bitty spider. It descended from its web, attached to an umbrella on a patio with such speed and agility, that I barely had the time to move. This little menace whose sole purpose was to wreak havoc on my evening was not going to succeed. I karate chopped that web, only to have the spider ricochet towards me and land on the table. This caused utter panic when my foot got the best of me and knocked over my friend’s pint. At this point I forgot about the spider as the waitress was about to karate chop me out of from their patio. I’m still and will always be deathly afraid of spiders.

Is it the fluoride in our drinking water or just that’s it’s a beautiful day out
10/11/2022

Is it the fluoride in our drinking water or just that’s it’s a beautiful day out

JAZZERCISE - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - “Once I bring this poutine up to Jen R, I’ll turn the app off and head home. I’ve had e...
10/10/2022

JAZZERCISE - credit: 📷✍️: NJPG - “Once I bring this poutine up to Jen R, I’ll turn the app off and head home. I’ve had enough today. I’m tired. I’m hungry. I want to eat my mom’s turkey, s***k the monkey and then head to bed,” Shaun thought to himself as he motored along John street past the Umbra store. Little did he know, the turkey had a completely different idea. This giant bird, purchased by Shaun’s mother was not enough of a butterball and was going to make for a horrifically dry and inedible meal. It had been running around too much in the coop, and doing some bird like jazzercise to pass the time. It knew it was going to have its neck slit, but wanted to make the most of it before it’s time was up. In so doing, it’s breasts got firmer, it’s thighs less juicy, and almost developed a 6 pac. The fat that could be felt just under its skin melted away at an alarming pace. This was going to be the driest bird in the land. Mother had no idea that once the turkey was out of the oven, the little juices that it rendered was not enough to make it palatable. Shaun was going to have to this time order himself a meal on Ubereats and to be expedient, deliver it to himself as well. Mother was no longer the chosen one to pick out the turkey for the upcoming Christmas season. Shaun would be and he’d make sure to be on the lookout for the laziest of birds. 🇨🇦

Reckless abandon. It’s the only way to do it.
10/07/2022

Reckless abandon. It’s the only way to do it.

GATES - there is an elegance to wrought iron railings or gates that instantly transport you back to a time in architectu...
10/06/2022

GATES - there is an elegance to wrought iron railings or gates that instantly transport you back to a time in architecture when buildings were built on a more human scale. This building, across from Rosedale station, is continuously going through refurbishments and improvements, and in my estimation bringing it back slowly and surely to its grandeur when it was first built. I cannot walk by without stopping and reflecting on how each piece works harmoniously with one another. It is restrained and subdued yet with enough ornementation and originality to catch the eye and coax it into a long linger.

Glad I’m not the one that had the flying rat on my foot
10/04/2022

Glad I’m not the one that had the flying rat on my foot

PINK TROUSERS - credit📷✍️: NJPG - Jean-Luc just received notice that he would be subsidized for U of T housing as a grad...
10/03/2022

PINK TROUSERS - credit📷✍️: NJPG - Jean-Luc just received notice that he would be subsidized for U of T housing as a grad student on St. Thomas street in one of University of Toronto’s apartment buildings. He kept on whispering “are you kidding me, are you fu***ng kidding me?” This gave Jean-Luc a spring in his step. He always felt lucky when he wore these pink trousers; it’s as if the warmth of the colour radiated an aura of positivity around him. Even the time he stepped in dog s**t, as he got a date out of it with a sweet student who saw him in distress and came to his rescue. This exact moment felt almost as good as what he imagined winning Lotto Super 7 would feel like. Except not. Would he forgo his PhD if he won 70 million? His mind was digressing. This had been a lottery system and he knew how fortunate he would be be for the next 5-6 years starting and completing his PhD in linguistics, with below market rent. It was time for some nutella from Rabba next door to celebrate this win, one that he would have to celebrate silently for now, as he didn’t want to upset his newfound friends, the other students who may not have been as fortunate as him. He was going to stick his entire face into the jar and see how much he could grab with one lick. It was that kind of day.

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