Published April 26, 2007. Haligonian Liquor Retention I live downtown. So every day I get up and go to work on foot through the streets of Halifax. Two things to get out of the way. Number one, I’m from Ontario. Number two, it is my lay understanding of Nova Scotia that Halifax has a rich […]
Love the Way We Bitch/Love
Love The Way We Bitch – Share your anger, complaints, frustrations, disappointment about living in Halifax. Post a bitch, a rant, a comment. Or send some love at Love The Way We Love blog. Printed weekly in the backpages of The Coast.
Per-fuming
Published April 26, 2007. Per-fuming What is it with you bus riders who feel you can’t go to work without spritzing gallons of perfume or cologne all over your bodies? I’m allergic to perfumes and scents. When you sit near me my lungs burn, my sinuses fill up, and I start to cough. Then you have […]
High School Stabbing
Published April 26, 2007. High School Stabbing Intolerance has reached levels of pure idoicy – some kid’s windshield washer fluid squirts on another kid’s car so he’s stabbed in the chest? Somebody better nip this shit in the bud or it’s only going to get fucking worse. The Halifax West stabber should be expelled and […]
Bike Dumper(s)
Published April 26, 2007. Bike Dumper(s) To the idiot(s) on Preston St. who decided it would be a good idea to tip over my bike: You owe me a new coat of paint, a new spark plug, new handle grips and new handlebars, not to mention a weekend’s worth of labour, a full tank of […]
OH NO.. Crocks are back….
Published May 03, 2007. OH NO.. Crocks are back…. Spring’s in the air.. birds are singing.. flowers blooming and then there’s crocks.. yes they’ree back on the freaky flat footed ffreaky feet of the crock wearing freaks of halifax!… and take noticed that you who wear them have an ass as big as your crocks […]
Squatters’ wrongs
Published May 03, 2007. Squatters’ wrongs Okay, girlfriends, listen up. Although I respect your right to avoid germs in public washrooms by not making contact with the toilet seat, there are those of us out there who, for whatever reason, find it necessary to sit, not squat. However, if you are going to insist on peeing […]
Get a job hood rat
Published May 03, 2007. Get a job hood rat To the no good greasers who decided to steal my girlfriends tips – what gives you the right? It’s not your money, you have not earned it. You are the lowest of the scum in this city and I hope you choke on whatever dick wad […]
Tip for non-servers…
Published May 03, 2007. Tip for non-servers… To all those who have never worked as a server: Please stop stacking your plates when you are done eating! We know that you are trying to help, but it doesn’t. Let us clear the plates, better for you, (much) better for us. Appreciative but annoyed server.
Where Did the Sidewalk Go?
Published May 03, 2007. Where Did the Sidewalk Go? Lot Owners, okay we get it, do not park in your empty lot, but do you really need to extend your fence so that it also covers the sidewalk, leaving pedestrians to walk on the road of south street? I thought a sidewalk was for walking […]
School house rot
Published May 03, 2007. School house rot To the janitors at my high school, I’ve got a small but not unimportant request: clean up for once…or even once a day. I’m begging you: could you pleeeease do some damn work for once? The school is disgustingly dirty all the time. It seems like the only […]
To The Experienced Glasses Specialist
Published May 03, 2007. To The Experienced Glasses Specialist Thanks a lot for fixing my glasses you jerk-off, having me walk out of the store with them in two pieces after you told me they would “definately go back”. I left without so much as an appology that October Day, and I am still living […]
Pucking Politicians
Published May 03, 2007. Pucking Politicians Just when I thought my contempt and disgust for Canadian politicians couldn’t get any greater…most parties have agreed to debate the naming of Shane Doan captain of Team Canada during the World Hockey Championship in Russia. This is such a non-issue it is laughable. Just as an intro, Mr. […]

