Sorry if you dropped by earlier today or late yesterday and got an error message on this website. Some of you have told me you’ve had problems posting comments recently, too. That’s as frustrating for me as it is for you but apparently it has been fixed. (I’m taking bets on how long before the …
Month: March 2009
Oh, I could do a little rant about the Junos today and how, after a spectacular performance from Nickelback, the usually dependable Russell Peters sucked all the life out of the opening with his lame contribution. But I’d rather talk about the apostrophe and try to figure out why so many people have no idea …
Every home has its own personality and quirks. A wooden floor squeaks. A drawer whines as it’s pulled open. And who hasn’t heard someone say, “Just jiggle the handle” with regard to a toilet flush?
Two brothers are furious with OLG after discovering their lottery tickets had misprints and errors on them.
OK dear readers, I need your assistance please!
My earliest memory of my answer to the question, What do you want to be when you grow up?, was A lawyer. Then I found out how long I’d have to be in school and decided to explore a plan b or c for my life’s work. I was always eager to get out of school …
I have to admit it. I don’t really understand Twitter and I think only a few of my friends are doing anything useful with it.
Lisa Brandt Creative Services is now wired for sound – the sound of my voice!
There’s something about some people who rise through the ranks of their profession to the very top, where their word is law and their decisions have a direct impact on the lives of those on lower rungs of the ladder. Some people forget what it was like to be in the rank and file.
If the thought of a bikini wax makes your knees slap together and your throat emit a howl of agony, well, see you tomorrow! Because today, I’m going all the way to Brazil.
By now you’re aware that actress Natasha Richardson has died after what seemed to be a very minor tumble on a Quebec ski hill while taking a private lesson.
Real Women Magazine has gone under.
You enter your house after a few hours away and it’s like a slap in the nose. You wonder how long it has smelled so bad and if anyone else has noticed.
As I was lying on the pavement taking inventory of my body, knowing I wasn’t badly hurt, my most vivid thought was, Well, I’m glad THAT’S overwith!
A film such as this, about a little-known (on a wide scale) gay activist who truly helped change the world for the better, upsets me as much as I enjoy watching and learning about such inspirational people.
For the uninitiated, Canadian Music Week is a big deal for those involved in any aspect of music and broadcasting.
This morning, my wonderful friend Erin Davis will be honoured for her amazing career, with the Rosalie Trombley Award at a breakfast this morning. I will be there, at her table, with her family and friends, cheering for her.
Another “sign of the times” in the broadcasting world, apparently.