Health, happiness and good fortune – my wishes for you (and me!) for the New Year! (artwork by Stockerre)
Month: December 2011
It’s been years since I picked up a Stephen King novel but he has been churning them out as regularly as ever.
London has exactly one television station. Yup. One.
I love the tradition of the Christmas stocking.
It’s just about the silliest thing to come out of London City Hall and that’s saying something.
Enjoy! See you back here soon.
This week was full of feel-good stories. London came through and helped the Business Cares Food Drive smash its goal to pieces. The community of White Hills rallied around a family of five that lost their home to fire. But there was one tale that stood out among all others for making me smile.
I had to fill out a form in order to apply for an SOP – Special Occasions Permit. We need a liquor license for the upcoming bike show in Hamilton.
Occupy London, where are you now? The remnants of the group that camped in our Victoria Park pulled a lame little stunt this week while just a couple of kilometres away what they claim to be fighting is spinning out of control.
Thanks to Jeff McArthur for inspiring me to seek out the propoganda – I mean definite facts – concerning the late North Korean “dear leader” who died last weekend.
In my city, racist, mean and truly stupid people are alive and well and they live in the comments section on stories posted by the London Free Press.
If you’re enjoying a bite to eat, please take a break. I would not want to make you choke on your Cheerios.
Thought you were about to read another blog on the occupy movement, didn’t you? Fooled you!
The photos are long lost now but I wish I still had them. Then-Liberal leader Dalton McGuinty and his team in the CHML Hamilton studios as he succumbed to an hour-long interview and phone-in on my talk show. It’s not because I’m his fan or supporter or anything but it was a moment in time …
In yesterday’s blog my Occupy Byron neighbours made reference to repealing Article 457 of the Bank Act. Not knowing the Bank Act very well I decided to investigate. And it’s no wonder they want it repealed.
A couple of weeks ago I published a photo of a house down the street that has joined the Occupy movement in its own way. They’ve erected a tent and put up a few signs. The tent is now decorated for Christmas!
A great publicist is worth his or her weight in gold. I’ve worked with all kinds. From the ones who want you to do their work for them to the ones who try to tempt you with extravagant bribes in the expectation that you’ll look favourably upon their client. Hey, how do you think …
The Paris Wife is a fictionalized account of some very real lives written by poet and second-time novelist Paula McLain.