When Airbnb first burst onto the scene, I, like many others, was instantly captivated. It felt revolutionary, a breath of fresh air in the often-stuffy world of travel accommodation. The idea was simple, yet brilliant: why stay in an impersonal hotel room when you could live like a local, stepping into someone else's beautifully curated home, even if just for a few days?
There's a lot to see at Manitoba Museum which, I'll be honest, is surprising because the building in downtown Winnipeg almost looks like an office space. From the outside, you'd have no idea inside is an amazing collection of history from the Canadian prairies.
Before you judge, hear me out. (Or, read me out!)
I was recently passing one of our TVs that was showing a racecar event, the kind where the roar of the engines is a familiar soundtrack. As the spectacle ramped up, the announcers prepared viewers for the opening ceremony, of sorts.
It’s one thing to endure bad sex. It’s another thing to force yourself into focusing on what’s happening. Not to say that you’ll nod off but it’s not difficult to see how the mind could wander.
I'll admit I'm not the biggest techie. In fact, if I could just keep all of the current technology I have now and never upgrade, I'd be just fine with that. Alas, that's not the world we live in.
Every other day the world is treated to another vicious video of a teenager being attacked at school while onlookers giggle and record with their phones. (And I use the word “treated” sarcastically because the videos are usually disgustingly disturbing.)
Forget your standard burger. I'm about to introduce you to a flavor explosion that will redefine your burger experience: coffee-rubbed smoky burgers, featuring the amazing -- and coincidentally, well-stocked in this building -- Buff Boy Brewing Co. coffee.
My partner lost his job and has been actively looking for work. (It was a layoff, it wasn't his fault.) It seems like he can't land a role in his field of expertise. I'm telling him he should just apply for anything in the short term because income is income and he needs to start pulling his weight. It's not for lack of trying it just seems like he's stubborn and feels that taking any other job is beneath him. Should I ease up? Am I being unreasonable?
Let's be unequivocally clear: your workplace is not your family. And honestly, when companies insist on presenting their workforce as a "family," I find it utterly obnoxious, bordering on insulting.
As someone who’s been a stickler for oral hygiene since I had braces in my 20s -- which was also the first time I experienced an electric toothbrush -- I’m constantly on the lookout for ways to elevate my brushing game.
Nova Scotia, a land of craggy coastlines, charming fishing villages and vibrant maritime history, holds a secret that beckoned to my adventurous spirit: the tidal bore. (No, it's not some wild animal. But it is definitely wild.)
When I came into work on Monday, the HR person brought around the new people who were just hired to give them a tour of the building and introduce them to everyone. One of them is my ex. We didn't give any indication that we knew each other but obviously we're going to cross paths around the office. He hurt me badly by cheating and then after the break up tried turning people against me. I'm sort of worried his immaturity will spread to this professional environment. I've worked here for years so people know who I am and what I'm about. Should I let people know the deal so that if something does start happening they will have been aware?
There are moments in life that stick with you – your first car, your first terrible haircut, the first time you realized that artisanal kale smoothies were actually just a fancy way to drink grass.
It was the haircut seen -- and mocked -- around the world.
To play a casino game on my phone I needed to give the app access to my address book, photos, videos and grant permission to record audio. Hmm… now, let’s see if I can figure out how my personal information and files could be compromised.
I have to admit, the fog was pretty annoying as we approached the Duquesne Incline. The worry was that we won't see the sights high above Pittsburgh. As we started the journey upwards the fog actually made for some really cool pictures. We had the best of both worlds: a spooky fog setting and then a bright and clear sunny view of the city. There is a lot of historical information here. Lots of old signage to read. It's quite fascinating.
With the SoCal heat beating down on us as we enter July, we're looking for anything to cool down. (Even though there's a pool in the backyard here, sometimes you need to stay cool on the go.)
For whom are you living? It’s something I ask during new year’s resolution season but all year-round when I scroll social media.
My partner gets too into sports at events and acts like a goon. It's one thing to cheer for your team but now he heckles the opposing team's fans and I'm worried it'll escalate if he razzes the wrong person. What should I do?
There is such a thing as watered-down iced coffee. Not anymore though!
For most of my life (all of it, let's be honest), Canada has been that quiet, polite neighbor to the north. We acknowledged its existence, maybe made a joke about the accents or the love of hockey, but honestly, it rarely occupied more than a fleeting thought. We were the world superpower, busy flexing our muscles, and Canada? Well, Canada was… Canada. Nice enough, probably.
Many Canadians know there is something about their East Coast that has a subtle charm. There's just something different about that side of the country, they say. And they're right. This American can confirm it!
Yeah, yeah, we're coffee guys, but we drink other stuff, too.
