Reflections

As you can probably imagine given the sorts of posts I’ve written so far, I’m a pretty introspective guy. One of the tracks that my reflections take on a fairly regular basis is what-if-I’d-turned-right-instead-of-turning-left? It’s not because I’m bemoaning the fact that this or that didn’t work out like I wanted it to or because […]

From the age of seven onward, I grew up on an acreage about half an hour east of Edmonton, Alberta, Canada. It was such a great place to be a kid. The subdivision we lived in had everything you’d ever want — good hills for tobogganing in the winter and dirt biking in summer. There

It’s probably been 25 years since I last did any drawing. I don’t know why I stopped. Most likely the daily busy-ness of life. I mean, it’s not like I didn’t enjoy doing it anymore. Drawing is one of the things that I’m considering adding back into my life now that I have all this

When I was in Grade 2, back in prehistoric times, I must’ve really been into football.  I say “must’ve” because I honestly don’t remember.  I am, after all, old — or so my kids tell me. To tell the truth, I only remember bits and pieces on either end of the incident I’m going to

This may surprise you, but writing was not my first choice as a career. For as long as I can remember, I wanted to be a pro wrestler. A great many of my early childhood memories are tied up with it. Sitting in front of the TV on Saturday afternoon, my heart in my throat,