Some claim the third week of January is the most depressing time of the year. That's why we all owe a big thank you to Donald J. Trump.
Steve Burgess is an accomplished freelance writer who lives in Vancouver. He is a two-time winner of Canadian National Magazine Awards and his book Who Killed Mom? made the 'Best of 2011' lists of both the Toronto Star and Globe and Mail newspapers.
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Maintaining a healthy lifestyle can be confusing.
The NFL playoffs are coming up if you like that sort of thing. But, more importantly, this week marked the beginning of the dating playoffs, aka The Bachelor.
This year people have an extra motivation to stay up for New Year's Eve — we have to make sure 2016 actually leaves.
Christmas 2016 is looking cold and white across Canada.
Gather 'round the campfire youngsters, and I'll tell you a tale. It was a different century. Strange creatures, forgotten by time, still roamed the land—Glen Clark and Mark Messier, to name two. There were even a few pay phones on street corners. Yes my children, it was long ago when the inhabitants of the Lower Mainland first heard whispers of the
The other day I was shopping for produce in the West End (I have a feeling those strawberries may not be local) and enjoying the unusually festive look of the snowy Vancouver streetscape. Stepping inside the store I heard Christmas music playing on the radio. It was Christina Aguilera singing The Christmas Song (Chestnuts Roasting on an Open Fire).
A new face will appear on Canadian money in 2018.
The old bumper sticker says: “If you can read this, you're driving too close.” The City of Vancouver says: “If you can find a parking space, we're not charging enough.”
“Trump! Trump! Trump!”
“Everything happens for a reason,” people say. I have always hated that saying. Things happen, and people try to find meaning retroactively. The search for meaning can drive you insane.
Does anyone visit a city because of the airport? Would you buy a first class ticket for Murmansk if you heard the airport really rocked?
What makes for an effective protest? It ought to make people talk about the issue you are concerned about. Good: public discussions of LNG or BLM. Not so good: public discussions of WTF?
Halloween is approaching. It's the season of scary stories about haunted locations, and Vancouver has its share. Gather 'round kids and listen to a spooky tale: The Curse of 1133 West Georgia.
I don't know if artist Lawrence Paul Yuxweluptun was trolling when he suggested our province needs a new name but if so, well played, sir.
At this point we all think we understand advertising. You turn on the TV and there's an ad for a truck. They want you to buy the truck. They display the happy, active, popular, good- looking person you will be once the truck is yours. That is the advertising we all know and understand.
How things change. When Prince William visited these parts in 1998, he arrived as the hottest thing on wheels — a bashful teen idol drawing shrieks from the girls in the waiting crowds. The young royal had, as is customary for 15-year-old lads, quite a lot of hair.
I’ll bet when Vancouver Mayor Gregor Robertson closes his eyes at night, he drifts off into happy dreams of Paris. Not the food, the wine, or the cuisine, lovely as those can be. He must surely dream about the bikes. Paris’ Velib bike-sharing program is almost everything Vancouver’s new Mobi system hopes to be.
Maybe I should apply for a job with Apple — I don’t do jack, either.
Like countless tourists, I have taken dozens of pictures of swans on Lost Lagoon in Vancouver’s Stanley Park over the years.