It’s too early for questions…

As I was walking to work just now, some fellas beckoned me from their car window. “Whalley Ave.?” they shouted, barely slowing long enough for me to respond. But unbeknownst to them, this is a difficult question at the best of times. Whalley is one of those roads that changes names as it winds through ...

I swear I’ve missed you

It’s been a long second half of April, as can perhaps be supposed from the lack of activity around here. With my wife and roommate approaching finals week, the days have been filled with activity and, often, with stress. Still, I haven’t forgotten you, dear reader. (Aside: I do love the phrase “dear reader.” In ...