It’s March, 2008 and there’s a guy sitting alone in Future Bakery & Café. I don’t know this yet, but this very guy will make me laugh thousands of times. He’ll sing songs using only the lyric “shabbadoo” and threaten to tickle me when I’m really tired and slightly grumpy. I’ll help him find a basement [...]
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It’s Valentine’s Day tomorrow, and, for many couples, there’s added incentive to turn the heat up a notch in the bedroom. Sure, you could run that bubble bath, book a table at a sumptuous French restaurant or do a quick lingerie grab at La Senza. But if those are feeling a little stale, why not [...]
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The beach was nice. Ditto for ice cream cones. But that week each summer when my dad splurged on MuchMusic and SuperChannel was practically transcendent. It gave this small town girl a glimpse into the Canadian epicentre of cool – MuchMusic HQ in Toronto. Suddenly, Madonna, Michael Jackson and Rick Astley (I thought he was [...]
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Weeknights. They can be a nutritional problem. Even though I cook a lot, I still have nights where I look up from some video editing at 8pm and realize that I have no plan for dinner. On these occasions, the temptation to ring up Pizza Pizza with a cheap and dirty booty call is great. [...]
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Remember when I made this video, with super fun sex therapist Dr. Teesha Morgan? Well, because she was such a fine date, I’m teaming up with her again. And we’re inviting you along (note: you’ll have to supply your own ice cream cone). Today (Monday) at 3pm EST, join us for a live online chat about [...]
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Back at the dawning of this here year 2012, I claimed that I would attack my resolutions on a monthly basis. The thinking: long term success will be more achievable if I strive for absolute human perfection incrementally rather than all at once. So I wrote down 12 resolutions – one for each month – [...]
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There was a time, growing up, when all I thought about was getting the heck out of Dodge and setting up shop in New York. In the days of the Mike Myers/Dana Carvey shrine (no incense, but a lot of magazine clippings), I believed that by 21 I’d be livin’ large, serenaded by saxes every [...]
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Not since Cranium erupted in the late ’90s have I felt particularly excited about a new game. I despise small talk, which means I love the idea of a game taking centre stage at a social gathering. But, too often, the game itself isn’t worth the half hour you invested in reading the small-print, five [...]
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Ever since I can remember, an integral part of our family Christmas tradition has been the visit to Aunt Elaine and Uncle Greg. Originally, this entailed a trip to North Vancouver, which I thought of as “the big city,” because sometimes you could hear a siren wailing in the distance (hilarious to think I interpreted [...]
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