For a few weeks now I’ve had a Bluapple in with my regular apples. And there’s one in a crisper in the fridge. And I’ll be darned if they’re not working.
Month: March 2014
The song “Happy” by Pharrell doesn’t require an explanation. Its crazy popularity is because it’s infectious and optimistic. Sometimes I play it at my desk at work after the show, with my headphones on, just for a lift. Pharrell is the musical guest on SNL next week and if he doesn’t perform this song people …
So, this happens every Saturday morning now.
You may have heard of the Canada Revenue scam, the grandparent scam, the Nigerian prince scam, the Microsoft scam, the Ebay scam and the other brazen and ugly attempts to get you to give up your sensitive financial information online.
My goodness. A councillor who’s leaving at the end of this term partly because of the immaturity and lack of productive energy among some of her colleagues, caused quite an uproar this week. Yes, all business grinds to a halt as Joni Baechler has the audacity to give her opinion!! It’s just another dumb waste …
After nine years of togetherness, the green machine and I are parting ways.
Okay, Twit isn’t the proper term. Ricky Gervais calls us Twonks. But whatever you call it, there’s a site that will unearth your first ever tweet and bring it to you.
Six years ago, I wrote in this space about decorating kids’ rooms and recalled my obsession with the colour purple, inspired by Donny Osmond, and lovingly indulged by my Mom and Dad.
I had forgotten how loud this world is!
Most of us are feeling the same way: sick to death of this winter. Enough already!
This is a story that will end up on page 4 of your local paper but to me, it’s a big deal.
A voice-work client in Charlotte, North Carolina who has become a pal sent me something a couple of weeks ago.
Until I went through my receipts to reconcile them with my bank statement, yes I do that, I didn’t realize I had been mistaken for someone older at Shoppers Drug Mart.
Photos of the hideous, shared bathrooms tweeted by visitors to the Olympic games in Sochi, Russia got me thinking about a typical Canadian bathroom, and whether there even is such a thing. I’m assuming those tweeted pictures of cramped, stark toilets were atypical in Russia. At least, I hope so.
My name is Lisa and I’ve battled depression my entire life.
Many months ago the Yonanas machine caught my attention but it took a while to convince me to acquire one for my own.
This week’s Brandt’s Randt is pretty self-explanatory. I just hope researchers eventually get food sorted out before we start gnawing on tree bark.
It’s been a long time since I’ve read a Grisham novel. I was an early fan but he lost me when he evolved into a non-legal-affairs writer.