“So are you going to the parade?” Kean Riley asked me. I frowned but said nothing, in silent dismissal of the absurdity of his question. It was followed by a long pause — silent mockery, as it were. “Well...?” he said, clearly uncomfortable with my non-response. “Well, ...

This time each year something happens here with the grinding regularity of stores starting to play X-mas music the day after Halloween. And like the stores and their premature musical Ho Ho Ho, our version annoys me to no end as well. So what is it? It’s people here wingeing about — ...

Last week at Nori’s, after a hard day of hanging out, swilling coffee and swapping lies, I went out to my car and — Lo and Behold! — there was a note under one of my windshield wipers. For a very long moment I just stared at it, dumbfounded — I couldn’t remember the last time ...

Sunday’s fireworks signaled the official end of Winter Carnival. But it ended for me the day before — as soon as the Brothers of the Bush strutted their bad selves past the reviewing and into one more chapter of Carnivals past. With me and this year’s Carnival, enough was almost too ...

I was in Nori’s cafe with Doc McHugh doing what we do best — drinking coffee, shmoozing and swapping sea stories. But to be honest, I was only half there. Instead, I was preoccupied with Winter Carnival and what the next week’s onslaught would bring . For still-unkown reasons, I was ...

Even though Winter Carnival is in full swing, I wrote this before the coronation, when I had no idea who our king and queen would be. But guess what? If I were writing this as the coronation began, I’d STILL have no idea. And I’m a Winter Carnival Committee member no less! The kings and ...