I have to get these in because first of all, they’re amazingly beautiful. Secondly, they came out in the Boston Globe. And thirdly, the first picture is where I work, and I was working that morning when the torch went through.
Yes, yes, I know. This is a Habs blog. So I’ll just say this; almost [...]

Update on the going-to-the-Island-to-see-a-specialist-about-my-eyeball-problem.
The ferry was full and I didn’t get on. The car directly in front of me was the last to fill it up.
I repeat – I didn’t get on the #&%&$#$ ferry. And I’m a ^%$#*&#*ferry worker.
Go Habs.

Sandy and some of my other co-workers throng around me, wanting to know what my sign is and what my next post will be about. I’ve always got time for the girls at BC Ferries.

For 379 straight days I haven’t missed one day of posting something different, and I’m not going to start now, even thought I arrived in Vancouver from Las Vegas at 5PM, drove through downtown Vancouver and way out the other side, waited for a ferry for an hour, rode the ferry for 35 minutes, drove an hour [...]

Today’s a day when time has run out.
 
I work for BC Ferries, and the weather’s been blistering hot. So therefore, it’s been busy. Really busy. And the days at work are long. Did I mention the days at work are long? And busy?
 
And my wife wants me to look at some paintings on the beach put [...]

I thought on day two of our tour of Powell River, I’d show you one of my palm trees in my yard, and a few other things to give you more of an idea about this place. For me, coming from Orillia, Toronto, Sudbury, Ottawa, and Calgary, this place is definitely a different change in lifestyle. [...]

I first came to Powell River in 1970 when I was a young, restless vagabond, and I stayed for about a year. It was a crazy time, a great time, and I never forgot the place. I came back in 1995 after my first marriage fell apart in Calgary, and I’ve been here ever since.
Powell River is [...]