The first pulsing resonance each day at Edmonton Folk Fest fills the air in front of the main stage with a time-honoured clack-a-lack-clack of hammers knocking in tarp-pegs. A raffle system gives those fortunate enough to be drawn the opportunity to claim a prime location, and patrons line up in droves in hopes of being the first to receive a ticket. Tent pegs in hand, the eager shuffle quick as they can toward the out-of-season ski hill that acts as grandstand -- running was banned a few years ago due to over-eagers spilling spectacularly down the hill.
I some-crazy-how found a ...Read More
Crass Drawings For Crass Dudes - Illustration by C.S. Folkers
"I noticed the lack of light in my front room.
All I could see was FORD!"
—A Toronto Woman
Rob Ford squatting in sweat-soaked chambers,
dreaming of eating skin, Oriental-flavoured,
if elected he will force the “frickin' homeless”
to “work like dogs for trash”
he states in press-release via sauna
“This living is never worth it without Ford!”
His opponents build a bridge across his website
and ride bikes all over it, against bylaws.
“What low people!” “Cease and resist!”
Ford squelches in a nearly-inaudible hum.
He slowly vomits sausages
and hilarious YouTube highlights.
Trucks and cars (human-driven)
run over the dissenting cyclists.
The trucks probably were not ...Read More
I remember reading a Jacob Two-Two (or something along those lines) book as a child where he couldn’t believe that his classmate ate raw fish and thought she was making it up. This made me roll my eyes. Not only was my 7-year-old self well-accustomed to sushi, I had also grown up eating frog legs, snails, turtle, eel, rabbit, snake, and whatever other creatures my ancestors deemed socially acceptable to eat. So really, few dishes weird me out enough to write an article about them.
For the record, I’ve never tried monkey brain or brains of any kind. I’ll save that ...Read More
Photo by Matthew Filipowich
Some people play fantasy basketball. Not me. I make fantasy maps and how I started doing this, I could never in my life say.
Specifically, the fantasy maps that I have been known to occasionally make are TTC maps, things I'd like to see implemented, things that will never happen, things that should happen and things that may even be downright impossible.
It's obscenely cool.
And, as it so happens, I'm not the only person to suffer from this strange, strange affliction.
Every once in a while on Torontoist, BlogTO or Spacing, an intricate, spectacular and bold new vision for the ...Read More
