Category: humour
The contentious issue of 905ers infiltrating and infesting Toronto
| October 7, 2009 | Posted by caroline under ethics, humour, lifestyle, on identity, storytelling |
Oh those 905ers. You’ve heard of them, you might know a few, you might have actually been one at some point…and they’re talked about far more than you notice. The term 905er has planted itself firmly in Toronto’s slang and in-the-cool jargon, especially in the downtown core. But what exactly is a 905er and why…
Toronto Experience: A Scotsman in Toronto
| December 31, 2008 | Posted by caroline under dreaming, humour, storytelling, travels, Uncategorized |
We went on a little bit of a Sunday adventure today. I introduced a dear friend to the Distillery section of Toronto, and came across a Scotsman along the way. This friend is a bit anti-social and I like to surprise him with all the little tidbits of the city he hasn’t been exposed to.…
las vegas gone crazy
| September 13, 2008 | Posted by caroline under humour, storytelling, travels |
I really didn’t expect to like Las Vegas. Sin City, “Whatever Happens in Vegas…”, “Vegas Baby” really aren’t the sort of things that typically woo me. I was expecting a dirtier Dubai, something akin to Amsterdam on ecstasy. But I think it’s the people here that have captivated me. They’re all really crazy, freespirited, ruthless…
the seaface
| January 12, 2008 | Posted by caroline under humour, on identity, on indian roots, storytelling, travels, Uncategorized |
so it’s saturday…story time.. some of the things i’ve been doing here? well..i’ve gone to town a few times on my own, by train.. i’ve gone to a few of the clubs here in bandra, with my cousin and some random friends through the fam.. done a lot of eating..hit up the best restaurants, apparently?…
found it..
| January 4, 2008 | Posted by caroline under humour, on indian roots, personal, travels, Uncategorized |
arrived in goa dec 29th..we left at 5am this morning to return to mumbai…i thoroughly enjoyed the 10hr ride there and back…the morning air was as crisp as the skin of the vada baji we ate at 6am, with tea..the bathroom reeked so badly that i couldn’t use it, and i later found a lovely…
hmph
| December 18, 2007 | Posted by caroline under humour, on identity, travels, Uncategorized |
remember i told you about my indian consulate issues.. well, the dogs lied to me. they said it would be very easy to get my visa renewed here..it definitely wasn’t. i was sure for a few days that i would get deported, and envisioned the police showing up at the wedding and asking for a…
Indian Eating Etiquette
| November 30, 2007 | Posted by caroline under humour, lifestyle, myself, on identity, on indian roots, storytelling, travels, Uncategorized |
alright, so i’m in sharjah, u.a.e… just got back from 2.5hrs at the salon..tiring..can you believe i walked barefoot on the street because i forgot to wear sandals for my pedicure? mind you, it was only a few steps and then i hopped into a car, but..i would never dare tell my mom, and definitely…
The Indian Consulate, Toronto
| November 20, 2007 | Posted by caroline under humour, myself, on indian roots, storytelling, Uncategorized |
i really don’t get why everyone at the canadian passport offices and indian consulate have something stuck up their asses. is it the same object? is it sharp? do they have it inserted daily or is it placed there for the whole working period, when they first get the job? cause really, they don’t even…
new york, new york!..in four hours
| September 20, 2007 | Posted by caroline under humour, personal, storytelling, travels, Uncategorized |
i hadn’t been to New York since i was 12, so as soon as my dad said that there’s a health and beauty show he had to check out, i jumped at the offer to accompany him.. a–because i haven’t been there in sooo long and i was smitten by the city when i was…
it’s not true that we dream only in black and white..
| September 16, 2007 | Posted by caroline under arts and literature, dreaming, freeform, humour, Uncategorized |
last night was green hills and a ball of red and orange fire accompanied by a guitar case filled with weapons and ammunition. i was meant to hide it with my young sidekick. oh, and we came upon a hot dog stand in the valleys. hey, you know what…i was in an enid blyton book!…
