And now, another installment in the semi-regular feature Things I Hate. I hate the phrase “bums in seats”. Every time I’m in a marketing meeting and someone says “we need to get some bums in seats”, I cringe. I’m not a big fan of the word “bum” to begin with, and the image of a … More Things I Hate 2

My sister-in-law Meillyn was in Houston earlier this week, and she spotted a nice car with awesome rims parked at her hotel.  These rims were so big, so shiny, so ridiculously over-the-top, that she just had to take a photo with her trusty Blackberry. I guess Meillyn wasn’t the only one who thought those rims … More You Don’t Mess with Texas

Ah, the poor neglected blog. As the festival approaches, my free time seems to have dried up almost completely. I didn’t even get a chance to celebrate the one-year anniversary of the revamped dearlove.ca or the 300th post. Wow, 300 posts. So many words, so little meaning. If you look at the site statistics, almost … More 300 Posts (+1)

Will you still need me, will you still feed me, When I’m sixty-four? If things had gone the way I wish they had, my dad would have turned 64 today. His friends and family would have spent the day serenading him endlessly with that Beatles tune, perhaps sending him early valentines or bottles of wine … More Happy Birthday

This is such a momentous day for all of humankind – if only there was some way I could remember it forever.  Fortunately, I was watching CBC Newsworld and my prayers were answered with this timely advertisement.  Now, everyone can own a piece of history by purchasing the Historic Victory Plate. The website describes this beautiful … More A Cherished Family Heirloom