Where I sit each day at my computer, overlooks our backyard. I can see trains, the newly built condo behind us, a lot of trees and finally – squirrels. So many squirrels. Our backyard is like the Dundas Square (soon to be renamed) of squirrels.
But what I find myself noticing more and more, is not the amount of squirrels, but the size of these damn beasts.
It has been an up and down season for the Toronto Raptors. Expectations were kind of high for this team, at least in terms of creating an upbeat culture again and some positive vibes.
The key to it all was the new coach that was hired before the season – Darko Rajaković.
To say it’s been a bumpy ride so far, would be an understatement. The good vibes have been certainly there and you can’t deny Darko is an upbeat and positive guy. He was dubbed early as a Serbian Ted Lasso.
For me it was April 3, 1989. It was a Monday night, I was allowed to stay up and watch my Michigan Wolverines take on the Seton Hall Pirates in the Men’s college basketball National Championship.
The Wolverines won in an OT thriller that I still remember quite vividly as I watched in the Corunna basement (which tells you, it was a long time ago).
Glen Rice, Rumeal Robinson, Terry Mills and ol’ Coach Fisher got it done it what was a Cinderalla run (even though they were a very good team). You always remember the first time you see YOUR team win the title.
For those who were wanting a white Christmas, it finally came in Toronto, many days after the holiday. That’s fine by me. Snow isn’t as fun as it used to be. My only real want for the white powder is that it means the seasons are still what they are supposed to be. It means the world is doing what it’s supposed to. No snow kind of says that the climate is truly changing.
Ottawa for example has had one of the mildest winters so far and it’s an ongoing story if the Rideau Canal will freeze enough this year for skating.
Hey there, rockstar parents. We need to talk about a topic as crucial as the perfectly executed diaper change, the unparalleled joy of finding a lost toy in the couch cushions, or the tactical brilliance required to sneak vegetables into mac ‘n’ cheese. Brace yourselves – we’re diving into the world of dad’s musical tastes. You know, those tunes that keep us groovin’ through the chaos of parenting.
So, picture this: you’re driving the minivan with kids in tow, and suddenly, “Baby Shark” starts playing on the car radio. You clench the steering wheel, contemplating if it’s too early for a mid-life crisis. Fear not, fellow parent. Your musical taste hasn’t vanished; it’s just taking a detour through the realm of children’s tunes.
Looking around the house, so many things have improved over the years to make life better. Everything is “smart” now. From the thermostat, the toaster and many gadgets in the kitchen. Innovation doesn’t stop. If you compare everyday items to when you were a kid, for the most part, those items are better or improved.
But not for one thing that I just don’t understand. How bacon is packaged. You know, the plastic package that bacon is wrapped in. Once you cut it, you then have to get creative on how you seal it up for the next time. Unless you use up an entire package in one go. That by the way is getting easier as amounts continue to decrease thanks to shrinkflation.
Good morning, the sun is shining and the entire mood has changed when it comes to the Toronto Raptors. It was only a few days ago where the rug was pulled out, not only in saying goodbye to OG, but that loss to the lowly Detroit Pistons. What a difference the changing of the calendar has brought.
The entire vibe has changed. There is juice in the building. The Raptors are back? All because of a trade that has balanced the roster and given the team what looks like a new identity.
We watch a lot of TV in our house. Well, at least my wife and I. The kids watch almost zero TV, but that’s another story for another day. For my wife and I, TV is one of our things. It’s what we do most evenings and for me in particular, it’s what I do for a lot of my down time. Thankfully in 2024, there are an endless amount of shows and movies to watch. But is it more about quantity than quality? It’s certainly going that way and funny enough, we are starting to pay more for less.
It doesn’t seem like that long ago that it was impossible to keep up with all the latest productions. Then it was becoming annoying that new steamers were popping up and each had their own price for entry. The good shows were spread pretty evenly across all platforms so to not have FOMO, you tried out the free week and in the end, signed up for another service. Sound familiar?
