Toys!

Bloor West Village is known for it’s hardcore gang culture.

Buttcon

You can’t imagine our disappointment when we followed the signs to this butts convention only to find a construction site. I guess it’s only the proposed site of Buttcon 2010. Still, I felt mislead. They should put some dates on that sign. Seriously.

And you don’t stop

Poppin’ and lockin’ is not permitted by the TTC.

Indoor Picnic

To me “picnic” has always meant the opposite of “restaurant” — picnics are outside and restaurants are, by their nature, an indoor affair. But here we have something calling itself a “picnic family restaurant.” I guess when you have SUPERB coffee you can make your own rules. On the other hand, this place is for rent so clearly the whole “picnic restaurant” concept didn’t work out so well. Maybe “picnic families” didn’t find the coffee superb.

The saddest lion…

… is also the soggiest lawn ornament in Toronto. In case you’re wondering, he seems to have melted away since this photo was taken. Tip for homeowners: Placing oversized plushies in your garden makes you look like a lunatic.

If you go out in the woods today…

In my darkest nightmares, this is the gang that swarms me and feeds on my entrails while singing Teddy Bears’ Picnic. True story.

Hey! Hey! Hey!

Okay, there’s nothing “odd” about this at all. But sometimes I just love there’s an old-school Fat Albert style junkyard in The Junction. One of the reasons I can never have kids is I think this would make an awesome playground. Last year it caught on fire. That was awesome too.