Starting this convo with a fuck Tulsi Gabbard.

Goodbye everyone. It’s been a hell of a ride. Never made it out of the greys but that’s ok.

Concourse post, comments work!

Can you let me know when you will be returning to sports coverage so I can go back to checking in once or twice per day? I have a lot to do today at work and all of these posts about non-sports topics are distracting because I Must Read Every Single One of Them. Whereas with the sports stuff I really only care if its…

At some point the Coen Brothers had been working on an adaptation of Michael Chabon’s The Yiddish Policeman’s Union. That would have been an absolutely perfect match of artist and material, but it seems like it’ll never get made.

I know I am getting old when I cringe so fucking hard at the total lack of helmets. Ugh.

The Toronto Raptors now have the cap space to sign Mitch Marner.

don jr knows for a fact that nike was only meeting with the russians to discuss shoes for orphans.

I’ve read anywhere from 2 million to 3.5. One media outlet said it was more than Trumps Inauguration. Sorry Don.

O’Reilly swearing profusely and then apologizing 8 times is the most Canadian thing I’ve ever seen.

“God creates dinosaurs, God destroys dinosaurs. God creates Man, Man destroys God, Man creates dinosaurs.”

The first dozen or so times I heard “Scotiabank Arena”, my brain went “ the fuck are they playing in Ottawa for?"

I grew up in Vancouver and one of my close, lifelong friends is of Punjabi descent.

Joe Carter strikes again!

I will say again, because this is smearing my integrity. I write my own books. Every word. You may find you don’t like them. You may find one that doesn’t ring for you, but I wrote it. It’s insulting to have a reader decide otherwise because something didn’t work for them. 

The mother and aunt of Gloria Vanderbilt  are also amazing to read about.

Cheer up. You probably always make the short list.

I didn’t hold a party when I became invisible to men, but I should have.

Turn taking is so important! We implemented a three year rule (each family could expect a visit every three years, his/mine/year off. Works really well!)

This story is only kind of funny now because my mother survived the experience and was fine in the end. Last year, in the very early hours of Christmas morning, around 2 AM, my mom got up to go to the bathroom and had a grand mal seizure. Our dog found her on the floor and woke my dad up (good boy!) at which point the…