Author: Michael Murray

Yesterday, after a meeting at the bank, I sat out on the steps in front of the Manulife building. It was a beautiful, mild day and Yorkville was alive with people. At the intersection of Bay and Bloor, a woman in a car waiting for the lights to change, leaned out the window. With a…

Last night was the Jesus Cobras’ final regular season game in our coed floor hockey league. I was chomping at the bit and ready for action, as I missed our last game with a nosebleed I incurred from the excessive dry air in the bedroom, (as Rachelle is sometimes forgetful when it comes to filling…

On a whim, I decided to play in a poker tournament at the Madison Pub on Tuesday. Although I’d watched poker ( Texas Hold ‘Em) on TV about a billion times, I’d never actually played the game, and in spite of the fact that there was no money involved in the tournament, I was still…

Love Song My father is dying, and my mother has never been so in love. It’s not over death she’s swooning; it’s the sweetness that has softened him. She lotions and socks his feet, shaves his cheeks so he’s fresh for their evening date in the dusk-quilted bed, the oxygen tank murmuring in the background.…

On Saturday, I was asked to appear on CTV Newsnet to talk about the Juno Awards. Although many people are unaware of this, I am considered one of the world’s foremost experts on the Juno’s, as I am a BIG TIME insider in the Canadian music scene. Did you know that the Mitsou song Bye-Bye…

It’s constantly amazing to me just how much light an animal can generate in this world. When I take Heidi, our miniature Daschund, for a walk down Bloor Street, she’s a superstar. A homeless man looks up from his milk crate, and through a broken-toothed grin he points, shouting, “Weiner!” A half-dozen Japanese girls emerge…

On Thursday, I went to the dentist. It was near the end of the day, and the hygienist who had the misfortune of working on my teeth, was trying hard to act like somebody who liked her job. She was asking me a series of questions that were designed to suggest interest, but it was…

Yesterday, I was feeling a little under the weather. Because of this, I was unable to make our floor hockey game, and feared that without my grit and leadership, the Jesus Cobras would fall to defeat. After all, we were playing the first place team and were already low on men. However, Rachelle didn’t seem…

Last night while Rachelle was asleep in bed, I watched a special hour-long episode of Paranormal State. It was about demonic possession, and Ryan, who leads the college-aged team of ghost hunters, got so angry that he swore at a spirit and then went on YouTube to ask the audience to pray for the afflicted…