Columns from the St. Thomas Super Shopper publicationWhen to fold 'emMy back went kerflooey the week before Valentines Day. I needed soy milk to accompany the ibuprofen. On a wintry night, my lovely wife Nancy made the ultimate female sacrifice and drove to the store.
Advanced ballroom dance class?Time will tell, but my career as an amateur ballroom dancer may have peaked prematurely.
Dance, dance wherever you may be“Smile. You’re looking awfully serious.” A seated friend directed this comment to me as we whirled by him at the Bill Sherry Dance.
Perfect neighboursWhen we moved into our home in the downtown area 13 years ago, we had good neighbours, many well-established. Some of them had been here for generations.
Life's a gasI don’t know about you, but the Buddha and I are never totally compatible.
Of mice and real menScratching in the bedroom wall. It went away. Nothing for a few days.
The Many DealsThere was a telephone message from the library at the University of Western Ontario. No, it wasn’t asking me to be a guest lecturer on “The Phenomenological Implications of Starting and Running Your Own Business In a Trans-Gendered and Post-Industrial Age” although I’ve done all the research.
Chase away the black shadowHave you heard about the youth suicide rate in aboriginal communities in northern Ontario? And do you find this rather hopeless?
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