The Problem with People Is

I found this note on the back of somebody’s dinner check at the restaurant I work at. I think it holds a lot of truth.

Can’t Drink at Dagger’s

I found this two-sided note in the gutter one sunny wintery morning, just outside the bar Dagger’s mentioned on the note. It’s a systematic run-down of all of the things that suck in this person’s life, complete with handwriting that goes all to hell over the course of the enumeration. Here I thought I was … Continued

Lick It Up, Baby

I found this wedged in a used copy of “Brief Interviews With Hideous Men” that I ordered from Amazon. The erased word in the middle is “hipsters.”

Guest Check

This was found this in a pair of pants purchased from a thrift store.

Experience vs. Curiosity

There are lots of things I like about this find. Certainly, the fact that #1 and #2 seem so totally unrelated, but even more so, the definitions! It might be a little work to follow the writing but it is worth it.

I Will Find a Way

Years ago, I knew a mentally handicapped fellow that would walk by my home almost daily. One day I went for the mail and found this lying on my driveway. I was moved with sadness for him because I knew he wanted to share his frustration with someone… but who could understand or do anything … Continued


Last summer, while crossing College and Yonge Streets, I looked over at a phone booth. There was something red on top of it and I went to investigate. I’d assumed it was an address book until I opened it up to find a letter written inside of a coiled notebook with a fuzzy bell on … Continued

Meeting a Woman; A Cheat Sheet!

I found this at the bar that I worked at in college after we closed. To this day, I wonder what the other “missions” were, and if I had met this fellow.

I Love Nutz & Butz

Some co-workers found this in the middle of a legal pad at work, but I’m the only one who thought it was worth saving. It cracks me up every time I read it.

Extremely Urgent

I found this while walking our dog a few months ago. To me this seems to be the nonsensical ramblings of a person suffering from paranoid delusions. Perhaps it is secret FBI code. In any case, the handwriting is nice.