Pique'n Yer Interest

Moving never really seemed to be a huge deal for me.

As Britain implodes and Donald Trump wrings what he can from the dregs of conservative public discourse in the U.S., I recommend two books for anyone who wants to contemplate human nature.

There's a unique specimen in this lovely resort town: The young Whistler male. The RCMP must certainly stake themselves at Function and turn away the unattractive because the Whistler male is just too gorgeous, flirty, fit and ready to break hearts.

Canadians often go to great lengths to painstakingly detail all the ways we differ from our neighbours across the 49th Parallel.

In deserved memoriam, news outlets made much of the late heavyweight boxer Muhammed Ali's light-footedness in the ring. Others held forth that it was his prowess as an orator and broker of honesty that really stood out.

For whatever reason, Ghostbusters wasn't a movie that played a major role in my childhood. Actually, Peter Venkman, Egon Spengler and the Stay Puft Marshmallow Man are still in my Netflix queue waiting to be discovered.

It was a watershed moment. In August 2012 I attended an international symposium in Vancouver about the effects of climate change on various species of reptiles and amphibians.

I had not long returned to Canada after 15 years away in England when a colleague at my temporary job in Vancouver dropped a shocking, appallingly racist comment about indigenous people.

It was astounding to see just how swift and callous the reaction to last week's devastating Fort McMurray wildfires became in some less considerate circles of the Internet. Memes were posted with furious frequency, accuracy be damned.

Some may be surprised to hear it, but we sports guys get pretty amped up for election nights. We're always eager to hop in and help with the quick and dirty breaking coverage.