Witty and complex yet masterfully distilled, The Strange Courtship of Abigail Bird sets the reader on course for an eventful face-off between our protagonist Ishmael (who, much like his unbiblical counterpart in Herman Melville's Moby Dick is a bit of an outcast), and, a hugely daunting, wholly unpredictable aggressor called 'life.' Compliments of his socially... Continue Reading →
After reading Jacob Silverman's Down and Out in the Gig Economy I was briefly compelled to do him a solid by sending him a copy of Dan Lyons' 'Disrupted: My Misadventure in the Start-Up Bubble,' because both writers share a similar lament, but only one of them gets the message across without sounding like the... Continue Reading →
If you're old, chances are you're also ugly. At least, that's what Crystal Martin, Fashion & Style writer for the New York Times assumes. Martin's article “How To Go Makeup-Free This Summer” reminds us that summer’s heat and humidity can make a makeup-laden face feel oppressed, which is why she's compiled a sponsored list of treatments designed to... Continue Reading →
Like any close-knit community, Point Grey is home to a few friendly cliques. You've got your super warrior cyclist crowd who push themselves to their limits every weekend and then gather outside the local Starbucks to leak sweat; the morning coffee ladies who sit and sip at Bean Around the World's window counter while exchanging... Continue Reading →
Earlier today I headed out to my favourite cafe in search of chocolatey croissants and a higher order of coffee. Instead of taking the regular 10th Avenue route, I walked up 11th. With its canopy of billowing trees and row upon row of perfectly manicured yards, 11th Ave makes for peaceful reflection. It’s quieter back... Continue Reading →
The upside to being pummelled by the flu when you’re closing in on 53 is that it gives you the opportunity to see what you’ll look like when you’re 80. This is called a “Life Hack.” A Life Hack is a 21st Century term that means you’ve been using tools like mirrors, all wrong. Welcome... Continue Reading →
Are you in between gigs? Figuring shit out? Ruminating that stupid-ass English degree that sucked all the pocket beers out of your soul? If your decision to honour your passion for the liberal arts meant turning your back on the same 8-month Real Estate program that catapulted Cletus, the undead dud, into a 7-room mansion... Continue Reading →
Anyone who's ever owned a pet knows that when they pass there's no moving beyond, or turning the page, or putting it all behind you. There's none of that. Instead, the challenge is in getting unstuck. It's in finding a way to exist in neutral with a heart so swollen with grief it's almost impossible... Continue Reading →
I was watching my daughter's volleyball game this afternoon when I was joined by her good friend's Dad. Frank is one of my favourites. He's a high school teacher with a terrific sense of humour; one of those even-keeled types that make you just want to lay your head on their shoulder in that socially... Continue Reading →
