Author: Michael Murray

On Sunday, after what had felt like a slow, largely wasted day, Rachelle and I watched a movie before going to bed. Ridley Scott, famous for directing Blade Runner, Alien and Gladiator amongst other things, produced this film in conjunction with YouTube. It was called Life in a Day and it was a pastiche of…

In spite of the fact that I live a very busy life of danger and responsibility, I found the time to take Vanity Fair’s Proust-questionnaire the other day. If you’re so inclined, you can do so at this location: http://www.vanityfair.com/culture/features/proust-questionnaire These are the questions and my responses, and the celebrities with whom I have the…

On the weekend, a young boy asked me this question, “ Michael, if you weren’t a person, what do you think you’d be?” For a long time that answer was pretty obviously a shark, but as I’ve matured and become a more complex individual, I think I’ve become more like a Dragonfly. I told the…

In Ottawa’s Byward Market bronzed and well-bellied French Canadian men, all stripped to the waist, sit on white, plastic chairs. Glistening in the sun, they all sport a money belt—as if a military armband of belonging– around the sweat-damp rim of their colourful shorts. Each pouch containing the treasures and necessities of the individual man—cigarettes,…

On Queen east a lovely young woman in a yellow sundress looked stern, concealed behind her sunglasses. Her hand, clenched like a fist, firmly gripped her skirt so that it would not blow-up, caught by the wind. She looked so angry, as if the thought that her beauty might be revealed so arbitrarily and to…

As many of you would likely suspect, I get a voluminous amount of email asking for advice. This is one such request that I received this week. ******************************* Dear Mr. Murray,? ?I awoke from a dreamless haze yesterday to find myself looking for recycling bins in a Canadian Tire dressed heedlessly in yoga pants and…

The truth is that I’m really not sure why I’m on Twitter, or what I’m hoping to accomplish by being there, and for that reason I’m pretty inattentive. But every once in a while I’ll post something and I’ve noticed that if you post on a particular subject—say religion—then a bunch of enterprises interested in…

While waiting for our flight at the airport in Rome, Rachelle decided to do a little bit of wandering while I hunkered down at a coffee shop. I actually love airports, not for the climate of excitement and apprehension but for the crush of people, all from different corners of the globe and all inhabiting…

Today I have given the Blog over to Heidi, our Miniature Dachshund ******************************* As many two-leggers now know, Heidi recently go to camp for two weeks and receive the word of the Lord and begin personal relationship with Jesus. Jesus is only treat Heidi need. Jesus let the light flow in. A mighty fortress is…