Pique'n Yer Interest

Hot yoga - the unanticipated whipping boy of a dinner party discussion about the Shiva (destruction)-Shakti (creation) of yoga - eventually caught a break, though the humorous litany at the table continued.

Living in a small town brimming with overt and unbridled devotion, I tread carefully when referencing someone's religion, but here's the thing: I frickin' hate yoga.

Kai Nagata had it made. At 24 years old, he became the Quebec City bureau chief for CTV, one of Canada's most prominent television networks.

So, because I'm a man, she asks me, "Will you come by and get rid of the mouse? "Um, sure. Of course." "Are you sure?" she says. I've already forgotten her name. I actually never knew it. "I hope you don't mind.

A few years ago, Whistler used to boast about its bus system - highest ridership in the province, highest cost-recovery, high customer satisfaction and reasonable fares (it was $1.50 until 2008, now it's $2.50).

It's at least partly my fault for being an ignorant Ontarian who'd never heard of the entity known as a "strata.

There are times when we writers wonder if our words have any impact at all but when I wrote a column last month advocating a casino in Whistler, the responses I received indicated that some people were not only listening, but that they were right on

People like to talk about the Internet and its ability to connect us. That evaluation holds plenty of water. Through the evolution of social media we find ourselves more socially connected than ever before.

Here's a hypothetical: there's a big traffic accident involving cars and bikes and there's only room in the air ambulance for one patient - and there are two with head injuries that are in critical condition.

May to October, it's an odd day in Whistler that I don't see a black bear. Sometimes I have to go out of my way not to.