Author: Michael Murray

As I make a tremendous amount of money maintaining a Blog and managing several Fantasy Baseball teams, winning $26 million dollars on the Super Seven Lottery really wasn’t that big a deal for me. But did I do anything special? Sure. I wanted to spread the joy around, and so the first thing that I…

Almost two weeks ago now, I had surgery to correct something called a Hernia of Morgagni. It’s a rare condition, rare enough that my thoracic surgeon– who has been around– declared it “fascinating!!” In fact, it was so impressive and strange that he asked if he could show my x-rays while giving a lecture at…

Today I have given the Blog over to Heidi, our 3 ½ year-old Miniature Dachshund. ******************************************************* Four-eye-two-legged-treat-giver away in big castle full off sick people for long, long time! Heidi have to go without late night treat for ages! Cruel, very cruel! Nobody think of Heidi! When he come back to den, he move all…

I spent the last week in a hospital wardroom in the Toronto East General Hospital. It was a Spartan and loveless space that contained three beds and little else. The only effort to decorate the room came in the form of a slightly whimsical patient questionnaire called MY STORY that had been affixed to the…

As Rachelle was trying on some dresses in a boutique on St. Denis, I asked the two young salesgirls if anything interesting was happening in the city this weekend. They looked a little bit startled, like they had no idea how to answer such a question. They hemmed and hawed a bit, trying to imagine…

On Thursday, Rachelle and I took the train from Toronto to Montreal. Unbeknownst to us, there was a special that day in which children could travel for just $10 each. As a result, our train was a kind of anarchy, full of unattended children, indolent parents, senior citizens and others secondary characters that had their…

Queen Street East, Monday, 6:00 PM Ninja-black in Spandex, fit, unsmiling mothers with perfect blonde hair hurry their strollers down the sidewalk. From behind expensive and unfriendly sunglasses, they seem like Cyborgs from the future. With mathematical precision, they cut around clusters of elderly Asian women, all standing beneath colourful umbrellas, protecting themselves from the…

As some of you may know, I volunteered with an organization that facilitated correspondence with a prison inmate. I was paired with an inmate who went by the handle of “MotherTrucker,” and although it was sometimes a rewarding experience, things got weird pretty quick. It turned out that this guy was really and into role-playing,…

I’ve recently embarked on a project in which I’ve been compiling a collection of various people describing their favourite coffee mug and the story behind that mug. ************************************************* Brandon Marshall Age 37 My favourite coffee mug has a picture of Farrah Fawcett on it. I was never a big fan of Charlie’s Angels as a…