Month: August 2003

Parting With Paul

When I take on a friend, it’s not something I do lightly: I’m in it for the long haul. That is why I chose to be absurdly unpopular and generally hated right up until about grade six (and then just mostly hated until grade twelve). It allowed me to be more selective later in life […]

Salty Goodness

Isak Dinesen once wrote, “The cure for anything is saltwater–sweat, tears, or the sea.” I have rarely read anything so simple and true. The last few weeks for me have been mighty salty. I spent the bulk of mid-July camped stodgily on my sofa, fuelling a boom in the logging industry by soaking through many […]