My day started early, the sounds of Lynyrd Skynyrd shook me from my slumber. I looked at the clock, 5:30 am in fuzzy numbers glowed back at me. It was going to be a long day. I had a first-world decision whether to ride the motorbike and not worry about Read more…
Music echoed through the park. I walked across the field and felt the rhythm infect my body. The live energetic sounds of Bring It On Home by Led Zeppelin bounced into the air. I bounced across the grass. Live music lifted my spirit and filled my soul. They were called Read more…
Scattered. My brain has been totally scattered lately. There I was last night rushing home to meet my daughter. When will I learn to slow down? I checked my pocket and sure enough, the key to her car was there. I jumped on my motorbike and headed home to grab Read more…
It was a big week in the life of my teenage daughter. She got her L and is now licensed to drive with me in the car. Where the hell did the last sixteen years go? It seems like only yesterday I was walking to the swimming pool pushing her Read more…
Another school shooting, another group of parents in mourning. And still, more denial that guns are to blame. Of course, guns are not to blame. Easy access and the culture of guns and violence is much more the villain in this story than any inanimate object. But like the Lynyrd Read more…
The agony of defeat. A roller coaster of emotions consumed my heart and my soul. Anyone who is a sports fan understands the whirlwind of emotions that can erupt inside. My favourite hockey team, The Calgary Flames, lost to my arch-enemy, Edmonton Oilers, in the first “Battle of Alberta” playoff Read more…
Brettster and his better half Dawn left their Shuswap getaway and drove the winding road to meet with their friends Barrman and Kaydee. Dark storm clouds hung ominously above and the pair of Calgarians looked to the sky hoping the clouds would part and the sun would brighten up their Read more…
Barrman sat at the table surrounded by love and friendship. There was an exciting vibe in the lounge where ten people sat eating wings and sharing stories. It was a connection he’d rarely felt in over two years. He didn’t want the feeling to end. And then his phone rang. Read more…
A part of my world returned to normal – whatever that is. I reconnected with a group that I have not seen in quite some time. The Greater Westside Board of Trade had a Business After Hours and we all mingled and mixed. We share smiles, business cards, and connections Read more…
Wind lashed the side of ‘Triple Or Nuthin’. A light rain beat on the side covers of the twenty-four-foot pontoon boat as I pulled hard to the port side and tried to make it to the dock. In the back of my mind, I thought maybe I should call for Read more…