You got on the Halifax-bound ferry with me Saturday afternoon, sporting the most badass Uzumaki tattoo on your right arm. I was having a total shit day and seeing that made me cheer up and grin like an idiot. Your style is rad, keep rocking. <3 —Plaided Shadow

I can't believe it's almost been one year, cutie!! You want some of this?!! I still get excited to see your texts every day, your big smile and your great big hugs are the best. Baby I love you. Here's to many more texts and smiles and hugs (and kisses!! :) xo —Kiss You Emojii

Thank you to the lovely woman who saw me struggling to keep my dress in check during a particularly windy walk home from work last Thursday on Barrington. You offered me a bobby pin to keep my dress closed at the bottom. A small gesture that made my day! —Private Panties

This love goes to the brilliant, smiling blonde who always buys a gluten-free almond chocolate chip cookie from my food stand. —Heartwood Admirer

Biting into a large block of mild, marble cheddar. No name brand, but still good. —The summer of George has arrived!

You're team blue, and you and your buddy took over the Pokemon gym at 1am with two Jolteons. (You're the one with the seven at the end of his trainer name.) I was the team red brunette with the Vaporeon who left when her phone died. I think you're kinda cute—if you're interested and available, leave your number at the gym where I said hello. Maybe we could have dinner on the waterfront and I could evolve my Dratini... —Pokemon Go Out With Me?

To the stranger who admired my tattoo and then paid for my fare on the airport bus so I didn't miss my flight: Thank you for being such a positive final memory of a city that has been so kind over the years. Nowhere else like you Halifax! —Brisbane Boy

We chatted between sets at Wednesday's Metric concert. I had been ready to bust your balls if you were attempting to cut in front of us; instead, you were rejoining your friends. You were gracious about me almost getting all up in your grill and we shared a few laughs talking about concert etiquette.

You—blue and grey t-shirt, curly and unruly dark hair, moustache and beard, sexy AF.

Me—slightly shorter than you, orange dress, curvy, sunglasses.

We didn't talk long but it was enough for me to know I'd like to have more conversations with you. If you feel that way too, leave a comment here and we'll go from there. ☺ —Oitspow

Stop at the curb.

Look both ways before and during crossing.

Step down off of the curb and stop there.

Start crossing.

Don’t assume that the drivers and their cars will stop. Drivers can be distracted and cars can malfunction.

Watch the cars in oncoming traffic, make eye contact with them and make sure they are stopped before stepping out.

Raise your hand, palm out, to show that you noticed them and to offer a small thanks.

Pay more attention to the real world than a book or the virtual world, when crossing the street, because the real world can and will hit you dead in the face. Literally.

Don’t get me wrong, in no way do I like the idea of or want someone getting hurt, crippled or dead in a vehicle accident.

But.

Didn’t do all that? Congratulations, you might be hurt, crippled or dead. Additionally, if the human race is lucky enough, you’ve just won a Darwin award. Simply because you couldn’t take the time (maybe 30 seconds to a minute, at the most) to save a life.

This is for all the individuals who have been hit crossing a street, especially when they weren’t paying attention to the world around them or any car drivers who have hit someone when they also didn’t pay attention to the world; it looks good on you. Seriously, being that predictably stupid, suicidal/homicidal and overtly uncaring makes you look marvelous.

And for the parents who have been hit, it makes it even better. The reason it is better is because you have probably been teaching your offspring the very rules mentioned above and then you go about proving that those rules really shouldn’t be followed. In essence, you just proved that a supposedly trusted person has been lying to them, especially considering all the other times you have broken those very same rules in their perception.

If you are choosing to do something to increase the odds of killing yourself or of killing someone else on any road, while ignoring the proof showing that such a thing will happen, you are suicidal/homicidal, very violence-minded or just being very predictably stupid (these just had to be repeated). So for any of those reasons, if you are dead, you’ve just slightly gotten rid of someone who is (more than likely) damaging to society’s mental state.

As for the predictable stupidity, thinking that something with a greater, mass density and velocity can violate the laws of physics to stop on a dime or that a force field goes up the minute you step off the curb/hit a crosswalk button really shows your level of knowledge and wisdom, doesn’t it? In essence, you have been doing something thinking that you are immortal and/or invincible.

Uncaring? Guess what? You just proved that you don’t care about your own life, your friends’ and family’s feelings or the lives and feelings of a driver, their friends and their families. Not entirely, of course, just at the time that you might be in a dangerous life threatening situation and since people have died, yes, it is just that. Actually...sorry. That is my error, you do care about them, but probably only virtually. Once again, congratulations. It looks good on you. —futrethink

Your playing stitched my soul and your smile melted my heart. You are now forever etched when I close my eyes. —White dress Purple smile