I am on the softest and thickest bed buried beneath and inside of warm white sheets. Three walls are pale orange. One wall is a window. There is only one…

Most of you have heard of The Drake, yes? It’s one of the most infamous places at which to be seen and to see in Toronto. It’s there that Baby…

It was my Baby Jane’s special 30th birthday last September (for which I have yet to send her a gift, but I’m now thinking I won’t send it and will…

“Look outside, pretty lady! I*m standing directly across from no 8 price street! :)” To which, in response, Baby Jane flew out of no 8 Price Street’s doors and ran…

Seated across from me on the airplane, I knew I recognized him but I couldn’t quite place from which television show. Because…it’s difficult to name That Canadian Actor under the…

Baby Jane was giving me ‘directions’ as thus: “Go South – that means down the hill, towards a clock tower, Maha – blablabla” because she knows that directions confuse me…