Does anybody know how to spell anymore? Does anybody care? I know several people, grown-up people, with degrees, and double degrees, and high paying jobs, who don’t know the difference between “their”, “there” or “they’re”.

The worst cases can be observed on Facebook: I’m board (or better yet: bord), could of (as in: I could of passed this test if only my brain was functioning) and the one I saw this evening that put the icing on the cake: I am happy because my friends graced me with there presents. Instead of playing Facebook games all day long, maybe you should invest a couple of minutes brushing up on your spelling?

Look, I can understand young people: they’re trying to save their read more

So I guess Twitter has gotten too big for its own good–the web site’s down half the time due to traffic, and I am now getting about 200 notifications a day of various vague people following me with such names as: Susan, Allison, Alyssa, Melody, James, Kristen, Erma, Jodie and Alexis: it’s like the cast of Melrose Place wants to be my friend! As a result, I now have 20 spammers listed as followers and the fun has been taken away. Much like Facebook, which was a good tool at first to keep in touch with people, but is now not much more than a glorified soapbox for narcissistic people who want show off what they have, and let us know about every fart read more

Enjoy.

So we headed down the Queensway late Sunday night to drop off our daughter and her boyfriend at the (depressing) downtown Greyhound bus station. They are headed back to Vancouver (where they study at Emily Carr University on Granville Island) via bus: you just can’t beat $240 for two people to travel across the country. However, for your $240 you can count on losing at least one bag along the way. It’s just that kind of a gong-show.

What I want to talk about is the new “security measures” implemented since the unfortunate incident in Manitoba last summer. These “security measures” are supposed to protect the travelling public from crazies with knives. As you may have seen, I put “security measures” in read more

Tory Senator Nancy Ruth told reporters on Tuesday that “Canada Geese should be culled and fed to the poor”. Now, I agree there’s too many Canada Geese, andexcrement is a problem, but feeding them to “the poor”, whoever they are, is not a solution. I mean, have you ever tasted wild goose? It isn’t much good. I am sure those “poor” (I assume they would include the bums on our streets who get their nutrition from a regular bottle of rum), would turn up their noses at the sight of Canada Goose. Might as well serve up beaver. Or Elizabeth May.

And I wouldn’t serve that to my worst enemy…

…who happens to be Elizabeth May.

The once-a-year, feel-fuzzy-in-your-tummy Happy Hour is coming up again. Yes, let everyone in the world join hands and do our part in saving the world in this annual, all-out love-fest: Earth Hour is here! Turning off some lights for 60 minutes once a year is going to save our planet. Mayors of major cities across the world are happily jumping onto the bandwagon and turning off all city lights for an hour on March 28 (and leave all the lights on all night for the other 364.96 days a year).

So what are “we” doing all this for? “To Save The Earth”. To save the Earth? From what? Too much light? Turning off your lights for one hour really doesn’t do anything, read more

BCE, fresh off a botched deal with the Ontario Teachers Pension Fund, which left about $1.2B cash in their pockets (that was merely the penalty for the deal not going through, don’t let anybody tell you the Ontario Teachers are not having a tough time), just purchased 750 The Source (formerly Radioshack) stores across Canada. Knowing how competent the people staffing regular Bell stores are, the level of service just dropped from ‘friendly and knowledgeable’ to ‘rude and incredibly brainless’. The personnel went from crusty middle aged balding men who knew what colour wire needed to be connected to what terminal for any given brand of 20 year old radios, to hip-looking twenty-somethings with their ear glued permanently to a read more

In memory of Paul Harvey, who died today, I am reposting my story “The Old bag Did It” from May 07 below:

Young Charlie always had a fondness for nature. When he was a young boy he was known to be outdoors for most of his days. You see, Charlie loved animals. He loved them even more than his fellow humans.

But as young boys always do, Charlie grew up into a man. And his love for animals made way for his first love affair with Rose. Rose just wandered into his life on somebody else’s wedding. He was smitten from the start. Sure, she had a facial hair problem, but Charlie didn’t care. After all, she had read more

Things have been said. Things that, ordinarily, I would take offense to. But today I am in a good mood, Obama bought a Beaver Tail on the Byward Market yesterday, taking in feelings of joy and hope (along with artery clogging trans-fats), and so I have decided not to go into my usual balk at criticism, but to embrace it and try to grow from it. I may be a conservative, but I am not adverse to change. So, here goes.

It has come to my attention, rumour has it, Twitter Tweets, that visitors to my blog do not like my tag cloud. Which is fine, after all, you’re the ones who have to put up with it day after day. read more

It has come to this: we are now officially issuing “Rainfall Warnings“.

We’re gonna get some rain today, and by golly, be warned! You might get wet!

Give me a break.