On the Road – Large Puppies, Shy Foods, Outdoor Dipshits and More
October 14, 2025
Highlights and lowlights from yesterday’s two-wheeled adventure to Hamilton and Burlington:
1. Bree-Anne has an admirer . . .
2. Patrolling the park adjacent to City Hall in Hamilton were two private security guards. It’s good that they were there, but the fact that they’re necessary is a further indication as to how far Hamilton has descended into “shithole” status.
3. A large dog tied to a post outside Durand Coffee nearly had a fit as I pulled up. As it continued to bark up a storm, its owner said, “He’s just a puppy. He’s learning.” If he’s just a puppy now, he’s likely to be as big as a horse by the time he reaches adulthood.
4. After taking a seat, the woman behind the counter asked an older guy who was ordering about golf. “I’m not a golfer,” he said. “It’s not that I don’t like it. It’s just that there’s not a connection.”
5. When the old guy left, one of the owners started talking about getting a grant from the City’s Enrichment Fund. Call me a skeptic, but that sounds like a fund that will only enrich Andrea Horwath’s political allies.
6. Once talk of the grant subsided, I smiled as the people behind the counter began lamenting how the Blue Jays lost last night. As loyal readers are well aware, I haven’t sat down and watched a big-league sporting event in well over a decade, though that doesn’t mean I don’t have a rooting interest, as my favorite team is whoever the uber-woke Blue Jays are playing.
7. I hope those foods can overcome their shyness . . .
8. A scandalous lack of any acknowledgment for our former mayor’s trademark on the word “compassion”™ . . .
9. Their “costumers” will just have to put up with any “inconcenience” . . .
10. Needing something to eat and with few options available on Thanksgiving, I stopped into the Wendy’s on Fairview Street. There, I got four chicken strips for the price of three, thanks to the Indian manager who had difficulty counting. He was also somewhat flummoxed when I pulled out cash to pay for the order. Perhaps he was also flummoxed because I was paying in dollars and not rupees.
11. Nothing like having three buses headed in the same direction leaving within five minutes of each other . . .
12. No doubt this DWAM™ seated outside waiting for the #12D bus is a proud member of the 10-shot club. I should have asked her if her affairs were in order.
13. Even though she was sitting underneath a big sign showing the upcoming stops, a young woman got up after we passed the Beamsville exit and asked the driver where the next stop was. As she later explained to a fellow passenger, she had arranged for someone to pick her up at Beamsville, thinking the #12D was going to stop there. “I thought all #12 buses were the same,” she said, blissfully unaware that after leaving Burlington, the #12D doesn’t stop until Fairview Mall. This in spite of ample signage inside and outside the terminal at Burlington GO explaining the differences between the #12, #12B and #12D. And if she was at all in doubt, there were three customer care reps in the terminal waiting to answer questions. I’m sorry she missed her stop, but that one’s on her, not on Metrolinx.
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