Author: Michael Murray

Session #5 with my Personal Trainer ************************** Not much seems to have changed. I’m still incapable of running abound the block, doing a boy push-up, and I still lose my balance whenever Matchitehew, my trainer, looks me in the eyes. Earlier in the day– after the moron I pay to destroy my life– had made…

Last week, Rachelle and I went to see a performance of The Toronto Choral Society that was held at Riverdale Collegiate Institute in Toronto. Although I love choral music, I very rarely make the effort to go out and see it, but in this case was motivated to do so when I discovered that a…

Shael, a friend of mine who runs a web site devoted to movies at http://filmbutton.com/mainpage asked me if I would appear on his radio show on CKLN 88.1 at the Ryerson College station on Thursday. Fun! Sure I would! The studio, located in downtown Toronto, was a typical College venture, which meant that the music…

On Sunday, as we often do, Rachelle and I went to the St. Lawrence antique market. Unshaven vendors wearing baseball caps of teams long since extinct, slumped in their chairs, as if having given up on the hang-over they were earlier trying to shake. Partially concealed beneath the tables where they displayed their wares, they…

I don’t normally do this sort of thing, but the other day I took one of those Facebook quizzes. You know the type. What Harry Potter magical creature are you? What Marvel Superhero are you? How long would you survive in Zombieland? That sort of thing. The quiz I took asked, “What Disney Princess are…

For those of you who don’t know, the Gemini Awards are given out annually to honour excellence in Canadian television production. It’s like the Emmy Awards, only as it’s Canadian, less so. On Wednesday the award’s ceremony took place here in Toronto, and two of my friends, the irritatingly talented duo of Jon “The Big…

As some of you may know, Rachelle and I went to the fancy-pants Toronto restaurant Colborne Lane on Saturday night. All sorts of complications have arisen from this, and with most disputes, the particulars are boring and petty to those not actually involved in the dispute. Suffice it to say, for the last four days…

On Saturday night Rachelle and I went to a restaurant in Toronto called Colborne Lane. It’s an expensive, special occasion kind of place and we went there to celebrate our fifth anniversary. The restaurant has a beautiful, industrial kind of grandeur, giving it an impenetrable, exclusive feeling that make you feel as if you’ve suddenly…

It has always been the dream of my friend Shelagh Corbett to marry a celebrity. “I just see myself with one,” she used to say by means of explanation. Sadly, over the years, after many rejections (Alec Baldwin, Will Smith, Tom Cruise, Nick Nolte, Wanda Sykes, Jose Canseco, Forrest Whitaker, Sylvester Stallone and Brett Favre,…