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I thought Madonna did pretty well in her performance at the Super Bowl halftime show. Obviously, she was going to be subject to heavy criticism. She’s 53 now, the majority of the athletes on the field had no idea who she was and given the nature of how she’s framed her career, she was obliged…

Unfortunately, when I saw Peewee Herman on the subway I was drunk. I think I would have just liked to watch him, to observe how the people around him reacted to his presence (he was in full costume), but like a moron I shouted out his name, pointed and then started to do the Tequila…

Although I live in Toronto, I grew-up in Ottawa and last week I was invited to a party in that city at Chez Lucien, my favourite bar on the planet. It was impossible for me to make it back for the event, so I decided to see if I could arrange to be there via…

It’s only been in the last couple of years that I’ve started on-line banking. It’s fun. My favourite part of the experience isn’t the convenience, but the security questions I get to answer. I always get excited, like I’m taking a test or am on a game show where I might win fun and exciting…

Last night Rachelle and I watched the documentary Bill Cunningham New York. It’s an excellent movie that follows New York fashion photographer Bill Cunningham as he chronicles the life that flows through the city. It’s all fashion-based, of course, but it’s done with an artist’s mandate rather than a commercial one, capturing the life of…

After having moved just over a month ago, Rachelle and I found ourselves back in our old stomping grounds in East Toronto on Saturday. We had a few errands to run, and while Rachelle was off registering for a program at the Jimmy Simpson Community Centre, I went to our old corner store to say…

Walking up the street toward Dupont I saw a man sighing as he fidgeted with a ladder that was leaning against a house. He kept taking a step back and looking up at. It was a slippery, icy, might be raining or it might be snowing kind of day, and the ladder he kept sighing…

Yesterday I was at the Food Depot at Dupont and Davenport buying a few groceries. In the line in front of me stood two young and thin hipsters. One of them wore round, ironic glasses, sported a wispy moustache and had his hair parted as if by his mother for his grade two class photograph.…