Leopard robes and sparkling for breakfast, I could never write an angry break-up song about you. I miss you and think about you a lot. –#hashtagsarealloneword
Team Coast
How Halifax spends its Valentine’s Day
You party animals! Most of you are…not doing a damn thing for Valentine’s Day. Zip, zilch, zero, according to Sex + Dating survey-takers. Maybe V-Day isn’t a big deal for most folks these days. Alternatively, perhaps you’re all losers. Who’s to say? Not us, we who will be spending Valentine’s Day queuing up outside the […]
Halifax’s sexual soundtrack
This year’s Sex+Dating survey respondents had a variety of musical tastes (to say the least) to get down and dirty to, but some of you don’t enjoy rocking out during the deed at all. “I don’t listen to music when I have sex,” writes one reader. “You miss the signs and sounds your partner makes. That’s […]
Soulmates don’t have to be romantic partners
Conversations about soulmates bring up a lot of questions. Are soulmates even a thing? Do you get more than one soulmate? What if you live on opposite sides of the world? What if they die before you meet them? Most readers seem to believe in the concept, but those who responded to this year’s Sex […]
Clever, witty title
To the employers and managers and supervisors who have all told me that my (chronic) mental health issues and the treatment thereof is having a negative effect on my job and their perception of me in some way: go fuck yourself. To anyone who is suffering through our broken (mental) health care system, who is […]
4,500 unmarked crosswalks in HRM
To the driver who shouted “Not a crosswalk” at me as I crossed Almon in a legal unmarked crosswalk: which kindergarten gave you your license? If you don’t know basic rules of the road, stay the fuck at home. —Jesus H. Christ
Mr. Ego
1) A small, inadequate, and deflated penis is no fun—ever! 2) Your pea-sized brain is an even worse feature than your penis. –Already Gone
Please Don’t Read This
I have this awful ability to read into everything since meeting you. Man, the most mundane of things can feel so big sometimes. It’s so bleak out here and knowing you was not. I guess it’s because everything feels more real in the summer. I really do hope I’ll see you again. —Yikes
Pay the Price or Roll the Dice on Your Life
I think most of us can agree that twinning major highways in Nova Scotia, especially the 103, is beneficial. If you disagree you’re either a closed-minded moron or you’re dismissing their worth as a ruse to hide your aversion to any associated price tag, which I will get to later. Case and point: the Cobequid […]
Rise up!
The time has come for revolution! I issue this call of arms brothers and sisters. We need to rise up against this menace, this tyranny. We need to let Bobs/Bluebell, Murphy’s on the Water and anyone else who has paid for that godforsaken hold music that we’re mad as hell and we’re not going to […]
African Hair, Don’t Care
In the spirit of African Heritage Month, I’d like to point out that many drug stores (even the high-traffic one on Spring Garden) with beauty and hair care aisles are failing Black women in this city. I have hair, and it’s beautiful, too. At least once a month I forget that you forgot me, and […]
Drag Show Brown Eyes
I saw you at the Drag Show. You had nice pants and hair in a ponytail. Your eyes were brown and intense and I thought I had the courage to come ask for your number after we locked eyes so often. But then it was cold and my friend was in a hurry. The hour […]

