Donāt be that guy: Rancid roommates
Do you participate in a bro-habitation? Do you have a female flatmate? How about a co-ed bunk bed?
Do you participate in a bro-habitation? Do you have a female flatmate? How about a co-ed bunk bed?
While some dub it as a masculine trait, others label it as immaturity. Iām speaking of the act of friendly insults: when we call our friends ālosers,ā ābitches,ā or āidiotsā for fun. Even though this type of interaction varies from friend circle to friend circle, and each cultural group reacts differently to name-callings and put-downs, we all have experienced friendly fire at one point or another.
Itās hard to get excited about taxes. Like having someone reach into your pocket and take whatever they want, tax season often leaves us all feeling a little violated. But for as long as civilized living has existed, taxes have been constant and increasing. Itās clear today that if we want to continue living the Canadian life, weāll need to pay taxes, and a lot of them.
A TransLink referendum across Greater Vancouver is in the works. The voting will commence on March 16 through a mail-in ballot available until May 29. The vote itself is on whether we should implement a 0.5 per cent increase to the PST in order to fund an $8-billion, 10-year transit plan.
For many, coffee is the only thing that gives them sanity in the morning. Feeling tired? Drink coffee. Want something more? Grab a latte. Really desperate? Take shots of espresso.
This is not a criticism of any individual or organization, but rather the designs that come from an embarrassing collective demand. Iām talking about technology such as the selfie stick. You know, the elongated pole that people use to take pictures of themselves.
Torontonian, Mark Selkirk was diagnosed with acute alcoholic hepatitis in 2010. Told by doctors that his life was going to come to a premature end without a liver transplant, he was in dire straits. To make matters worse, Selkirk was an alcoholic, and all Canadian liver transplant centres require candidates to be alcohol-free for six months.
Can a magazine with untouched images of models sell? I donāt know. Every time I have stood in the supermarket checkout line, Iāve noticed the stunning works by digital artists on the front pages of magazines. I must admit; Iām not the demographic for those magazines.
Itās a trend thatās as old as the profession itself, but has only gained noticeable momentum in the past decade or so. It appears as though you canāt even mention ālaw enforcementā in a light that is anything but completely negative without some young kidāwho spends far too much time reading alternative news websites and YouTube commentsājumping up your ass and verbally tearing you to pieces for implying that we donāt live in a police state where the average law enforcement officer is a power-hungry closet murderer.
Journalists getting into troubleāan old story, yet a frequent one. There is not much you can predict these days except that sooner or later some established media figure will stumble off the pedestal they created for themselves and writhe in the filth of their undoing.