As some of you might already know, I entered a contest this fall.
I didn’t win the contest. I didn’t even make it to the finals.
So why would I spend the next 750 words writing about a contest that I...
Those who know me well should not be surprised that I’m still thinking about Kermit the Frog today, even though it’s been over three weeks since I learned that my favourite amphibian has a new puppeteer (and two weeks...
Politics at any level is a difficult issue to digest
and discuss, because it seems to rely equally on numbers and personalities.
Here in Nova Scotia, we’ve had our share of distinct
personalities at both the...
I’m breaking with my own personal tradition and devoting this column to several random thoughts, rather than giving you nearly 800 words on a specific subject.
It’ll be a nice change of pace for both you and me, and it...
It’s an old cliché: “A stranger’s just a friend you haven’t met.”
Well, it WAS an old cliché, anyway – before Cathy and I made our first trip to St. John’s.
It was already a special occasion because neither of us...
I’ve only been following university football for just over 11 years – a period that just happens to coincide with my relationship with Cathy, one of the most devoted Acadia Axemen fans I’ve ever known.
Even with that little exposure...
There’s an air of familiarity to the Hawkesbury Room, located on the downstairs level of the Maritime Inn on Reeves Street, as we head into the final six hours of St. Patrick’s Day 2017.
It’s partly because I’ve been here...
In 2002, a few weeks after seeing Spider-Man’s first
big-screen outing, I found myself in a local Wal-Mart’s
toy section.
As I beheld a towering display of toys and merchandise
devoted to the film version of my...
This week: The bizarre tale of an American late-night
host who ran for mayor of a Newfoundland community with a frequently-mocked
name.
The host: Jimmy Kimmel. The community: Dildo.
Now, I’m not surprised...
I find this column hard to write, because in doing so I have to say goodbye to a pair of familiar faces – one on a local scale, the other at a national level – who touched me, and...