Pique'n Yer Interest

The world is a complicated place, but it doesn't have to be. All you have to do is agree to a core set of human values and go from there.

The Earth is evolving. Physically, magnetically, geologically, chemically, biologically. The only certainty in each is change over time.

One of the greatest facets of living in the Sea to Sky corridor has been getting to know its First Nations. The Squamish and the Lil'wat have been caretakers of the land since time immemorial, long before we started using it as our playground.

I was sucking on a quarter. It caught a ride with my saliva and sailed down my throat. I was nine, or something.

I'm not a great driver. I admit it. It took me months to learn to drive a standard car without stalling and even now I'm terrified driving the steep streets of Vancouver, lest I roll backwards into a car that's worth more than my life.

Over the past two weeks - while vicariously enjoying Whistler's recent big storm cycle through Facebook - I spent some time traveling and skiing Norway with a Salomon Freeski TV crew.

Meet Darth Luddite. Like fellow Sith lords, he wears a black cloak with a hood, has menacing yellow eyes and he carries a red lightsabre. He's stealthy, he's fierce and he's influential.

For the past two years I've been a part of a lively discussion (translation: argument) over the use of disposable coffee cups.

My first kiss was a peck on the lips of the girl I had been in love with for four or five months. We kissed on a dare made by our mutual friend, Suzie. It was innocent enough, simple enough - a brief peck and that was it. Kaily was smiling about it.

On February 6, my daughter will turn three. There will be cupcakes. And presents. And a lot of wondering where all the time has gone.