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On Tuesday night I went to see James Cameron’s 3D film Avatar. Like everybody else, I’d heard that it was the next great leap forward in movie making, and that the director had successfully created an intricate and nuanced world that existed wholly unto itself. Everybody I spoke to seemed to have been gobsmacked by…

On Rideau Street, a boy of about eight drinks an iced cappuccino at the back of the 18. A man sits listlessly beside him, his open mouth revealing a row of uneven teeth. He snaps to attention when he notices something that offends him—a passenger who is hogging an entire seat with her grocery bags.…

One of my New Year’s Resolutions for 2010 was to be more spontaneous. In this spirit, I decided to get Rachelle, who just loves animals, a pet chicken for our apartment. She has long thought that Heidi, our Miniature Dachshund, should have an animal companion, and I thought the surprise of a chicken would be…

The other night I took my dog out for a walk at Jimmy Simpson Park. While we were throwing the ball around in the middle of the field, about a dozen guys were playing a game of shinny at the rink. Truly, the acoustics of hockey are a thing of beauty. Free from the hysterics…

In front of me, getting on the #3 bus, is a woman with blonde hair. Dressed in a jean jacket and matching Levis’ that fit her fifteen years ago, she has a black bag with a picture of Tinker Bell on it slung over her shoulder. She has cougar written all over her. It’s taking…

Last week I was forcibly thrown out of a bowling alley because I had the courage to stand up for what was right. I taught many people many valuable lessons that night, I think, and I am very proud of the way that I comported myself. I live the way of The Warrior. The very…

On Saturday Rachelle and I took a friend of ours to the Ontario Science Center to see the exhibit Body Worlds. This show, entitled The Story of the Heart, featured the preserved bodies and body parts of deceased people that had been prepared using a technique called plastination. I have to admit, I went there…

On Tuesday night, I went to the Walkley Road Bowling Alley, with some naïve and cowardly friends who had asked me if I would help teach them how to become better five-pin bowlers. (A teaser for my instructional video will be available soon on YouTube) Without incident, I was able to instruct these people on…

The building that Rachelle and I live in is over 100 years old, at one time serving as a rather grand hotel, and later, as a rather slummy hotel. Thousands upon thousands of people in varying stats of ecstasy and despair have passed through the space we now call home, and I have little doubt…