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  • OMG They’ve moved back to Whitehorse

    We had moved to Calgary in ’99 for a career opportunity, and three years later when that was fulfilled we really needed to get back home. Calgary was definitely not home. So this time with a ’53 Ford 3 ton cabover named Homer, a ’93 Jeep Cherokee named Jippu, a factory trailer with 3 motorcycles,…

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  • OMG Shane McGowan has died.

    Whether or not you enjoyed the music, he fronted the anglo-irish punk band The Pogues. Wikipedia says their music was pretty edgy. Considering the history of the band’s name that’s not real surprising. My interest in The Pogues got twigged when we were shopping in Galway, Ireland in 2010. I was looking for the perfect…

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  • OMG What was he thinking?

    Well I was going to change some money actually. In spite of the fact that it was after dark in Baracoa, Cuba. I suppose it wasn’t that urgent, I just felt like going for a walk in the soft Cuban night. And we were running out of cash. It was January 2018 BC. (That’d be…

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  • OMG

    We ate it all!No Leftovers! It was “Lemon-dill marinated flank steak” (Better Homes and Gardens, March nineteen ought ninety-one, continued from page 143). Accompanied by a 2019 George Wyndham Bin 555 Shiraz, which, by the way, has been de-listed by the Yukon Liquor Corp. Hmm. First it was Screech and then it was Bin 555.…

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  • OMG! They’ve moved to Whitehorse!

    In 1974 we abandoned Calgary for a new life in Whitehorse with Henry the ’51 Ford pickem-up, a homemade camper, a crap no-name trailer, a 70 Dodge Dart named The Prairie Chicken, and a 4 month old baby boy named Kiyoshi. Oh yeah. And no jobs. We did have enough savings to survive for two…

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  • What’s Gonna Kill Me This Week?

    What’s Gonna Kill Me This Week?

    Has anyone else noticed a disturbing trend with the media? The number of articles on stuff that’s gonna kill ya? It seems like every few weeks there’s another in-depth article on dangerous stuff. Especially stuff you enjoy.I think there’s a seriously morbid team of producers out there and they need psychological help. I’m not arguing…

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  • OMG! It’s a Pit Bull!

    OMG! It’s a Pit Bull!

    No it isn’t. It’s a bull terrier. No prefixes.A pit bull has a forehead. A bull terrier’s head looks like a football. He’s got this great big nose so he can lower his head and bash in the bathroom door without missing a step. And then he stands there wagging his tail and grinning, as…

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  • OMG! He’s got a gun!

    OMG! He’s got a gun!

    Well, yes, actually I do. Here’s the backstory: A few years back, in the course of my genealogy search, I found my great-grandfather’s obituary. He joined the Toronto Naval Brigade when it was formed, in 1860, in response to the threat of the Fenian raids. An Irishman ready to fight other Irishmen. Hmmm …. let’s…

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  • OMG! They’ve Delisted Screech

    OMG! They’ve Delisted Screech

    I’ve had Screech in my cabinet for I-don’t-know-how-many years. I’ve replenished it regularly, and now I’m told that it doesn’t sell well enough for the Yukon Liquor Corp to keep stocking it. What? Am I the only one who drinks the stuff? Where have all the Newfoundlanders gone? There used to be lots of them…

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