Every night I go to the Common hoping to just lay on the grass or perhaps even enjoy a soccer ball or a frisbee or something. Except every single night some softball league takes over the ENTIRE Common. You can’t find a place to relax; you can’t even walk through the Common. I see kids almost being hit with balls and this happens every god damn night from six to eight (the only time when people who finish work can go to a park). This is a public park and yet every night it is filled with an organized group where someone is making money. Please for the love of god turn the Common common again and ease up on the baseball. Last time i walked through I accidentally skirted the edge of a baseball game and got boo'ed. What kind of public park is this?!?!? —Park Lover

Well, I was going to travel to Truro, my hometown, this weekend for the One Horse Town concert, that the town has won for being, well, an empty town devoid of excitement and decent entertainment. I grew up there and remember when we had a nice little nightlife complete with local bands, several venues and a young demographic that had the streets very safely full of people wandering around having a good time.

Those days are gone. The dissolve of the 1990s grunge music and hippyish kids moved on and left town with the "out west" exodus, that left the town of Truro in a downward spiral. I made several attempts to put together great bands in the area, but nobody would show. For years I've said Truro needs to shut down a piece of town for a party once in the summer, an evening concert. A festival as per Liverpool's Privateer Days or something. But nothing. The Dutch Mason Blues Festival brought back some life to the area but when that left there was nothing—back to sleepy old boring Truro.

Forty years almost of my life in that town failing at trying to start an artistic scene to no avail. I moved to Halifax with the encouragement of friends who work in film in the city. Within three months, I was acting background on three of the major productions being filmed here—a film, music videos, a few commercials—and even had a few things I wrote put in the paper.

So, with my new found love of journalism, I figured I'd trip up to my little hometown and check out the street party scene as I'm not a fan of country music. It's the crowds I like. I want to see the excitement and debauchery of the audience, the wildness. They shut down parts of the streets for this party—a great idea—and I went about asking Facebook friends for details.

It wasn't long before I got a comment about how this was a concert for Truro not Halifaxonians. Well, there you have it. That pompous, world-revolves-around-you Truro attitude that I've encountered so much in my past. You got a concert put on for you by a beer company out of pity for being the most desolate, boring shit-hole in the country and your citizens have the nerve to be snotty about a journalist from the city wanting to do a nice story on your townsfolk? Well, I'm a son of a bitch, an asshole who doesn't give a fuck about that town anymore. I left for a reason. And my little story on your town turned out a bit different, didn't it. —Maybe Not

Taking the bus is a reality for lots of people in this city. But do we have to sit almost on top of each other?! I've taken transit in Mexico, the US and France and I've never been as close to my fellow passengers as I am on Metro Transit. Even on a subway in France, with standing room only, people are cognizant to try and avoid toughing each other. Here I get a weird look if I try to scoot out of the way of the 300lb lady trying to squeeze in between me and the guy a seat away. I don't want to cuddle at 6am and I don't want your cigarette smell on me for the remainder of the day. Is a centimeter of personal space too much to ask? —personal space pls

This is dedicated to the douche supreme in the silver Honda Element with the Coachella window sticker. Did I take your parking spot bro? Is that what happened? Don't passive aggressively comment to me as you drive on by. I was the only car in the lot waiting for a spot as far as I could tell. I don't see why you had to act like a child. There are far worse things in life to be upset about than missing out on a parking spot next to the park entrance. You should be stoked to be healthy enough to go out and enjoy such pleasures. But who was your favourite band a Coachella bro?? —Sideshow Bob

Did you notice how less and less acts are coming to you. When you get snobby you get snubbed. We will be celebrating Zombie festivities from a different location HAHA —Not as braindead as you

Maybe if you have a problem with dogs in off leash areas running up to you because you are so uncomfortable with dogs... DON'T GO IN OFF LEASH AREAS!!. There are so few fucking places people can take their dogs in this city, maybe you can stick to the vast majority of the park where dogs can barely exist without a million by-laws. So the real douchebag in this scenario are all the delicate assholes like you who are quickly eliminating all the dog parks in this city and making it nearly impossible to give city dogs some exercise. —Defender of Stir Crazy Dogs Everywhere

There are hundreds of substitute teachers in Halifax, young people desperately seeking work in their chosen field. Many of these folks are bumped from the meager sub jobs available in favour of those retired teachers with huge pensions looking to finance their next European tour. How the fuck is this fair? Those rancid old farts cling to these jobs with embedded fingernails while young subs can't find a shred of work. Besides, do we need any more godddamn Boomers ruining future generations like they did to their own? —School Board Only Wants RICH Retired Teachers For Subs

I hope you are enjoying your 1 month off. Isn't it nice to have a government job so you can get your doctor's note and be off for 4 whole weeks without question. You still find lots of time and energy to have drinks with your friends two or three times a week. Yes, you must be very sick indeed. Get back to work, you lazy fuck. You're taking advantage of tax-payers and making your co-workers hate you. —Disgruntled co-worker

Forget about that rag, the Chronically Horrid. It was horrible before the strike, unbelievably horrible after it. The Metro aka the Point Form News doesn't count. We need another Daily News with fearless reporting. All we have now is Frank Magazine (with REAL journalists!) but that only comes out every two weeks. —Joe Howe Would Have Been Horrified

Next time you see them, call 311 and press 5. Soon an Animal Control Officer will be there to have a chat. A ticket per dog will help guide these idiots to the right path. I have done it more than once, and it works. The North End has more than it's share of these scofflaws. I have even stayed on the line to guide the Officer to the culprits, and once followed the dog home to get the correct address for the Officer. They take their work seriously. —Responsible Dog Lover Too