Thursday, August 6, 2015
Wednesday, August 5, 2015
Tuesday, August 4, 2015
Monday July 27th around 8 pm. We had a brief conversation on our bikes at the intersection of Young and Agricola. You were on a blue Trek with white handle bars. I was too cowardly to ask for your # and I am still thinking of you. Send me an email: [email protected] —Bikeguyhfx
Friday, July 31, 2015
I wasn't born yesterday, or the day before. Or the day before that. We had an affair. Yes. And I'd say the only thing you really know for sure about an affair is when it started. You say you are confused by my actions. Don’t be. You know why. I see it in your eyes and your body language. You were playing with me and I called you on it. You meant something to me and you played with my desire and I called you on it. I'm not another toy and you are seeing that now. So don't be confused. Be sorry. I was.... —Almost perfect
Before much more time goes by, I want to express my deepest thanks and regards to the many people who came to my Dad's “rescue” on Monday when he experienced a fainting spell and fell down on the pavement in front of the shopping center in Clayton Park. Thank you to the cab driver who helped Dad sit up and the off-duty nurse who rushed up and with her son pitched in. Special thanks goes to the front store manager who offered to help with my Mom—who has dementia—and treated her with utmost respect. All your assistance was very appreciated on such a crazy day! Dad broke his arm and has a bump on his head but is home and doing fine. Sending good wishes and karma to you all! —Grateful Daughter
Every time you come back from out west, I am reminded just how sexy you are! Your curves are in all the right places, your eyes catch me looking. You should quit your job and move back here and be my teacher! —Maybe someday
Thursday, July 30, 2015
I just want to say I'm so, so sorry to the woman at the south end intersection. I know I pulled out on my bike too fast before stopping. I was in a big rush and it startled me so much I didn't apologize when you stopped. BIKE SAFETY IS IMPORTANT FOLKS! Learn from my mistakes. —Cyclist in a rush
To the pretty girl on the ferry Saturday with long red hair: I meant it when I said you were totally beautiful. Saw you again yesterday headed into the Loose Cannon around six-ish. Twice in three days—coincidence or fate? —Hopeless LGBT Romantic
To the striking blonde who plays baseball with two small boys at Wickwire Field: you bring so much joy into this world and I wonder if you even know it. From your beaming, gap-toothed smile and your kind, generous movements to your moments of pure, unadulterated happiness; you truly are one in a million. Your presence in this coastal paradise is a real treat for those who surround you and love you. And, you rock the hell out of your goose sweater! —An admirer and fellow baseball enthusiast
