Opinion

So my friend walks into a restaurant recently to have a late lunch with her daughter. It's a glorious summer day but there are just a few tables newly occupied on the patio and most of the tables inside are empty.

The morning I arrived in Whistler I bought breakfast and a hot chocolate at Peaks and the old guy with the mustache said, "Did you see the snow on Wedge?" That was my first weekend, Labour Day 1997.

It was the best of wireless. It was also the worst of wireless. Bear with me... A new IEEE 802.

It's easy to get sentimental about the past. The rough edges seem to get smoothed out by time. The high moments, in contrast, become enhanced as the years roll on.

In the first week of August, bookended by a manufactured crisis in Washington and the HST referendum that will shake things up in Victoria and likely across B.C, we are reminded of the close relationship between economics and politics.

It might be nerve-wracking for Whistler residents to read the recent media coverage about Frank Silveri's affidavit submitted for the upcoming asphalt plant court case. At first glance, it sounds like Mr.

Sooner or later you have to poo or get off the potty. (No, Pique doesn't censor the "s" word in most contexts, but I have been potty training a three year old and watching my language.

"Live dangerously!" - Socrates It truly is fantastic how just one encounter can totally change your life. Know what I mean? For most of us who became connected to Whistler, one encounter was usually all it took. One person. One meeting.

I read last week that Bob MacPherson has been appointed the acting (Chief Administrative Officer).

Like hundreds of thousands of other Canadians, I submitted my opinions about Usage Based Billing to the Canadian Radio-television and Telecommunications Commission during the public input period.