March 2009

In Grade 8, I was a superstar because I knew about a dozen “big” words. They made me seem smart and impressed my teachers, although much to my surprise very few girls noticed (or cared) that I knew how to use a word like vociferous or plethora. Of course, the bullies noticed and ensured that [...]

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I love the car buying process. It combines three of my favourite things- cars, debating, and acting indignant. Since Grade 3 I have been able to riddle off the MSRP and option packages for just about any vehicle on the road, and can prepare a fairly detailed treatise on the merits of any one particular [...]

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Last year, I proudly picked out a nice sweater to wear for St. Patrick’s Day. Normally my wardrobe selection involves grabbing whatever is relatively clean and relatively close as a rush about in the morning, so my proactive move of selecting a outfit the night before was unprecedented and admirable. Upon arrival at the office, [...]

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Apparently, some of my readers have a sense of humour almost as twisted as mine. Over the past couple of weeks, I have taken a break from regular posting and was quite amused to receive several emails from loyal readers asking if I had actually died and failed to set my dead man’s switch or [...]

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