Back in elementary school, every year over the course of a few weeks beginning in February, all students were able to participate each Friday afternoon in electives. These were high... read more →
365 days will soon be put to bed. When my son was just a tot he’d ask at the end of each day as part of his tuck-in routine: “Dad?... read more →
These are interesting times. Some could, and do, describe these times as ‘precarious’ which may be a euphemism for ‘all bets are off, end of times, run for the hills,... read more →
My wife binges on medical dramas. All of them. Netflix. I’ll walk past (quickly) and she’ll be curled into the couch, both of her hands wrapped around an industrial-sized, kiln-fired... read more →
Back in my high school days, when a kid could still get beer delivered to them by taxi, there were three cliques for the male student population. (The girls had... read more →
Round these here parts the leaves are falling and the bullets are flying. It is now officially open-season on anything with antlers, wings, hooves, fur or anyone with scary clown... read more →
I was only ever at a professional baseball game once during my whole entire 47-year existence. In Toronto. It was about ten years ago, give or take a few days.... read more →
A few homesteads down from where I lived as a kid, we had neighbours who were notorious for their Hatfield & McCoy-type feuding. They lived on abutting homesteads, not houses.... read more →
I don’t have a cell phone. I think I’ve mentioned this. My memory is not what it once was when I was a little younger with a better memory. I... read more →
A few years ago, when the Friars Club requested that Groucho Marx become a member, Groucho in the form of a reply sent off a telegram: “I don’t want to... read more →