Sometimes, when I'm waiting for the 99 B-Line to ferry me along Broadway, it's easy to quickly forget our connection to nature. We are intensely lucky in Vancouver in that we have mountains, the ocean, everything. However, it tends to lead to quite a bit of human density given that...

I don't understand Vancouver condo owners. I just don't. Now, this is a broad, sweeping generalization but most of them, from what I can tell, are completely contrary creatures. Potentially even, dare I say, a little bit nutsy. They have strange habits that leave me in danger of having a...

I fail at being Canadian. I don't know the first thing about curling, the only prime minister I'm well-versed in was Diefenbaker (aka Dief The Thief, though I don't like cut of Prime Minister Stephen Harper's jib, either) and I don't care for hockey. Hockey players, well, fair enough. I'm...