It’s always good when there’s a game seven in the Stanley Cup finals.  it makes players, owners, program sellers, hot dog vendors, and Gary Bettman very happy. Seven games means money for some, honour and jubilation for others. Seven games means jitters for players and fans of the teams involved. And at seven games, wives and non-fans across Canada [...]

The Olympics are over, it’s late August, and school’s not far off. Which means two things: NHL training camps are soon to open, and retired people will take over the roads in their RV’s.
 
Which brings me to my questions. When swimmers do the backstroke, how do they manage to stay in a straight line? They can’t [...]

Remember that wretched “Ole” song we heard all too often at the Bell Centre when Montreal was leading the game by a goal or two, and before you know it, the other team scores a couple and the song isn’t sung after that?
 
I hate that song. And the other night, watching the Olympics in Beijing, I heard [...]

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 [...]