So I finally started my Christmas shopping this past weekend (so much for having it done by the beginning of December, which seems to be annual promise we fail to keep) and it occurred to me after that not one single sales clerk at the various stores I visited wished...

Perhaps I'm simply too old (and bitter) to fully appreciate all that Facebook has to offer, but I've come to realize what a load of codswollop the social networking site really is.

It would seem I'm not alone, either. Maclean's recently reported that more than 1.5 million...

I must admit, the recent shenanigans of the brothers Ford have made me somewhat grateful that I no longer call Toronto home. Don't get me wrong, Toronto is a lovely city, but how lovely it will be after four years of the Ford family rule remains to be seen. Regardless,...

A reader of my previous blog (on Culture Club/'80s music) asked me if my taste in film/literature was as poor as my taste in music.

Besides the fact that he missed the point of my post entirely, I'd have to say that my taste in movies and...

A friend of mine recently suggested that my taste in music is getting worse as I get older. I beg to differ, but will admit to being (somewhat) stuck in the '80s, musically, at least.

Perhaps it's because of my UK heritage, but my list of favourite bands reads...

As I mentioned in my previous post, I've probably painted a less-than-flattering image of me, what with my yellow teeth, hairy armpits and furry beer belly.

In fact, my friend Dickie emailed me after reading my blog, and said, (and I quote), "You actually come across a...