Two weeks ago, Corporate Knights magazine released the results from its third annual ranking of sustainable Canadian cities. Bottoming out the Small City category was good old St. John’s, skidding arse-first across the finish line with a final score of 5.10 out of 10, just behind Whitehorse, Yukon. Next in line in that Small City category was Charlottetown, then Saint John, and then Saskatoon. Yellowknife lorded over the section with a mighty score of 6.14.
For the last few months I’ve been reading books about gluten-free cooking, scouring the web for gluten-free recipes, and lurking in the far corner of the Bulk Barn, where the freaky flours live. My last bag of all-purpose flour languishes on the shelf, crowded out by flours made from rice, buckwheat, chickpeas, quinoa, tapioca, potatoes, and corn. I actually own a bag of xanthan gum, and I dip into it almost every day. Oh—and I make brownies out of black beans.
What’s that? You don’t know what the Manic Pixie Girl is? Sure you do. Hell, it seems like the bulk of romantic comedies rely on them these days. Picture a stodgy, buttoned-down curmudgeon who is lured away from his cardboard cut-out lifestyle by a “free spirit,” a girl who “doesn’t play by the rules” who causes the menfolk to think. (“A girl standing on her head? How positively zany! My heart will grow two sizes this day!”)
Proving moms wrong everywhere, Andrew Bonia is making a career out of comic books. While managing a comic book store in Connecticut, Bonia has taken the reins of an issue of Mirage’s Tales of the Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtles.
“Whenever I hear someone say, ‘Oh, I don’t really like Bruce Springsteen,’ I say, ‘No, man, you’re thinking of John Cougar Mellancamp,” says Phil Churchill—comedian,guitarist, singer, and self-professed Bruce Springsteen super-fan.
It seems that the rest of North America is starting to wise up to the fact that, when it comes to loving accordions, we’ve been right all along… Two popular indie music acts from upalong will be rolling into town in the next while, with accordions in tow. Elling Lien asks Felicity Hamer (of The United Steelworkers of Montreal) and singer-songwriter Geoff Berner what the big idea is.
After three healthy winters, I’ve become a cold magnet. It’s been relentless. The runny nose of one infection turns into another sore throat and the cycle of snot and suffering repeats itself. …I just can’t stop a common cold from treating my body like a cheap hotel room.
I was amused by the response of VOWR’s Geoff Peters to the use of the phrase “that old people one in the Church”. I suspect it wasn’t so much a slight by the Scope as an admiring inclusion of an 85-year-old conservative institution into the pages of a breezy, alternative newspaper. Surely there’s room for both!
At the fiercely impressionable age of six I learned a great deal from Leisure Suit Larry. How to spell ‘prophylactic,’ for example. And, more importantly, I learned that your crotch would flash a range of bright colors if you a had sex with a hooker without one.
Straight, honest feedback: You are an idiot. Your husband informed you in advance about the “outward trajectory” of his sexuality; you knew going in that your husband could never be satisfied in a marriage that didn’t involve “open sexuality” and swinging. Don’t come crying to me now because the man you married wants to actually have sex with other people.
I invite you to get all the mind-blowing sex you can this Valentine season, Aries. The entire cosmos will be on your side if you generate erotic wonders that rearrange your thought processes. For best results, cultivate the attitude described by the philosopher Voltaire in a letter to his partner Marie Louise Denis: “Sensual pleasure passes and vanishes, but the friendship between us, the mutual confidence, the delight of the heart, the enchantment of the soul, these things do not perish and can never be destroyed.”