Great White North -- Musical Cheese

DJ Superpowers

Great White North -- When Hosers Are Hungover

What If the Beatles Were Irish?

Good-Bye Kurt

God made mud.
God got lonesome.
So God said to some of the mud, "Sit up!"
"See all I've made," said God, "the hills, the sea, the sky, the stars."
And I was some of the mud that got to sit up and look around.
Lucky me, lucky mud.
I, mud, sat up and saw what a nice job God had done.
Nice going, God.

-- Kurt Vonnegut, Bokanonist last rites, The Books of Bokonon, Cat's Cradle

Great White North -- First One to the Red Light Wins

My pet theory is that driving in Calgary is so challenging because we've grown so quickly the last twenty years. People have come from all over the world, bringing their local driving habits with them. This means that you never know what the person in front/behind/beside you is going to do.

Funny Ads

Can you guess what this is an advertisement for?

Great White North -- When the Brownies Come Around

Keep an eye on the dog.

Thou Shalt Always Kill

. . . and the Clash were just a band.

Restaurant Review -- Spice Hut

One Word Review: Yum

One Sentence Review: One of those hole-in-the-wall discoveries that you want to keep to yourself, 'cause if you tell your friends, they'll tell two friends, and they'll tell two friends . . . and before you know it the neighbourhood is being bull-dozed for condos. It's a vicious dilemma.

We drove home from Banff last night, and nobody felt like cooking. So Cathie thought we should try out a little place called "Spice Hut". Now, we're both fans of Indian food. Even our eleven-year old likes to throw down a vindaloo once in a while (yes, we're odd -- you're point?)

For $23 we got a fantastic, fresh, hot, and authentic meal for four (three adults & one kid.) The 'plain' rice had saffron, the butter chicken and somosas were wonderful, and the nan bread was fresh & hot. I'm going to start dragging friends there for lunch, just as an excuse to go back. Hey, Karl -- watcha doin' Tuesday?

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