That Hieronymus Bosch, what a kidder. In trying to find images for my last post (which, by the way, I photographed myself, so don't mak...

This has been boiling around inside of me for this whole day, and I have no idea why. I tried to write a...

This is what I don't like about Canada Post. I can't help it, it's frustrating to be in this knot. I can't use Canada Post,...

I think this is my favorite ad of all time. For some reason, cat food ads are particularly ludicrous (see Baxter). It took me years to fi...

Almost a week has passed since the ugliest day in Vancouver history, a scene far surpassing in shock and horror t...

Turning and turning in the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer; Things fall apart; the centre cannot...

And yet, I do. It's a stepped-on, violated feeling. It's as if the city has been raped. And I'm not even in the heart of the da...

No matter what you've heard on the news about "riots in Vancouver", it was infinitely worse. After we lost the Stanley Cup to...