It’s hard to compete at the Village Market when your organic beets, baby carrots, candy red radishes and nugget sized spuds Feng shui are arranged in your wicker basket but on one side of you are two brusk looking German guys who serve beef and chicken chili cooked in an army green wagon that looks [...]

I have an admission. I was watching the score last night in class when my Self-editing for Fiction instructor went over how to cut, add, strengthen and polish aspects to our stories. While she was projecting notes onto the screen, I had my laptop open, glanced every 15 seconds at the CBC website to check [...]

When play by play veteran Bob Cole said he thought Halak might be tired, that standing between the pipes every second night for the past 6 weeks might be taking it’s toll, that the heroic puck stopping against Washington and Pittsburgh may have run it’s course, his logic seemed twisted. The guy 200 feet at [...]

What if both teams could win?, Elizabeth wonders when she looks up from her laptop, distracted from her furniture web search as the third period upset unfolds. Her Châteauguay suburban childhood determined her life-long Habs fan fate. But poor Sidney she says, “He scored the gold medal goal … the Pittsburgh captain too?” Perhaps in [...]

I squeeze beside a gangly guy in his Canucks sweater at the back of the #4 heading downtown and we are an hour before the start of game six. You going to the game? “You bet.” I tell him he is a lucky man. I tell him about a tweet announcing that Sami Salo might [...]

I watch the seventh game between the Habs and Capitals at the local recreation facility. A sweaty red haired guy rides a stationary bike beside me, both of us point our bikes straight at the TV and there is no score yet. I start watching half way through the first period and ask Red how [...]

Watching the loosing Canucks in my walk up apartment is bad enough,  but with digital TV hook up, the game is 4 seconds behind on the TV in the apartment below, a raucous gang of guys who watch on an analogue connection. I hear “Shit!,” and a bottle crash before I see the Blackhawk’s captian [...]

From an email – a friend traveling in India: “The dogs, goats and cows are all quite mystical. Last night I was in a changing room trying on clothes. There was a large cow there with me. “Can you take it out while I try these clothes on?” I asked, but the man who ran [...]

That moment – a unfortunate stroke of time,
a small clot lodged in my brain’s vessel.
No breath in the cells that know words.
For a time I comprehend little,
but the language of my best friend,
life partner.
Her warm hand touched my shoulder
- nuptial muse.
She said more than I could understand.
Precious warm touch on my bare neck,
the chest-beat warm-blooded,
her [...]