“How to Make Gravy” by Paul Kelly. Not enough people know this great song.

When I shot for a paper in the ‘80s, I had a 300/2.8 lens and a 1.4 tele-extender, which was unusable in the rink where the Oilers played. The light was shit and spotty and so at f2.8, wide open, we had to push our film to ISO3200. So if you had a 300mm lens, you parked yourself in between the upper and lower decks on…

He had that tattooed on years ago.

The damage got worse after, as he fell down the up escalator for a half hour.

I once hit the ball within a foot of the cup on a par 3 pitch ‘n’ putt and lived off that glory for years, so you be you.

I scored one a few years ago as an adult. Put the ball high and when it was in front and still above the net an almost hurricane level wind blew that sucker right in. I of course made sure people knew I’d planned it all.

It’s what Darren Dutchyshen* says during sex.

Nope. After NAFTA came along and Mexico was added to the free trade deal, it changed its name to Hose-Eh.

Top shelf where mom keeps the peanut butter.

When Zaha was loaned back to Palace they were still in the Championship. I saw them live that season, February of 2013,, and my son was thrilled to bits he would see him in action, whereas I still didn’t have him on my radar.

So happy David Moyes has arrived to instill his great sense of humour in everyone.

That I wasn’t sure of, because I haven’t lived in Alberta for a couple of decades. Makes sense, though.

Ron Hayter, who holy crap I just discovered is still alive, was Edmonton’s longest-serving city councillor. He was also heavily involved in local and national boxing for many years, and I suspect his presence has a lot to do with Edmonton having its own commission.

You can pop over to this site and check out transfer values for teams for each year.

Onside when the pass was actually played. There was a great overhead view they showed during the game that made it especially clear.

If you ask my wife, she’ll tell you. If you don’t ask but try to load, she’ll still tell you. But to be fair, she got all that from her dad.

My son sent me this today. No idea who created it.

Took me a minute, and then I snorted.

Pardew has joined those ranks.

Oh? What about the fact he was slowly turning himself into Don Cherry lite?