Category: Blog

Today I have given the Blog over to Heidi, our Miniature Dachshund. ************************ Many ask Heidi if she have good Christmas. Pretty simple answer to question. No. BAD Christmas, BAD!! No fetch for stupid Christmas! First off, Heidi no ask for much this year. Know that economy tight and birds falling dead from sky, even…

The Arizona shootings on Saturday brought to me a distressing clarity. When I was in elementary school, it was a common recess practice for kids to provoke an excitable and vulnerable child into doing something stupid, something nobody else dared to do. It seems evident at this point that Jared Loughner was insane, but it…

As many of you might have heard, I’ve been asked to write an advice column–titled Mr. MIster– for an award- winning magazine in the New Year. Targeting girl’s aged 8-12, American Girl Magazine and Michael Murray are sure to be a success, one that will hopefully go on for many years. Dear Mr. Mister: I…

In the waiting room at the Doctor’s office I sat beside a large man who wore a baseball cap that said Bite Me on it. His thick red hands were folded on his lap and he stared straight ahead. An elderly woman walked in, smiling and nodding at each one of us. She wanted to…

On Sunday Rachelle and I went to Canadian Tire to get our skates sharpened and to run a few errands. While paying for our assortment of chocolate bars and various “storage solutions,” I fell into conversation with our cashier, finding out that her favourite hockey player was Toronto Maple Leaf Captain Dion Phaneuf. She thought…

Whenever I walk by a hospital and happen to see a patient staring out the window of their room, it’s a custom of mine to wave at them. Usually they don’t respond but sometimes they do, and from the street I can see their silhouette, backlit as if from behind a scrim, waving back at…

Thursday afternoon while taking the VIA train back to Toronto from Ottawa, I checked in on my Twitter account and came across a post from a writer that I follow and respect, but have never met: “I can feel you judging me by my cover—and I don’t care,” her post said. This message led to…

Found Postcard There are band-aids and hair in the garbage can in the washroom at Dexter’s. Fly catching ribbon hangs from the ceiling. Single men in sleeveless undershirts sit at the bar. They stare at the TV and speak in short sentences, dreaming of lottery wins, landlord revenge and the waitress with the blonde hair…

As everybody knows, I get tons of fan mail. It can be a little bit overwhelming at this time of year, but all the same, as I am a hero, I get to every last piece of mail. Today the letter comes from Kellie Bobellie. Michael: I’m completely obsessed with NASA right now. No idea…