Woohoo: Beer-butt chicken I’m barrelin’ home to small town B.C. fer the holidays, and as dat dere Greyhound hauls itself into the mountains, them good ol’ memories come rushin’ back. I’m chuggin’ back beers with my buds in overalls – I’ve worn ‘em last two weeks. I’m smackin’ ol’ Bessie on the rear to giddyup through the drive-thru to get me my nuggets. I’m leakin’ out my name in the snow, only the “d” came out lookin’ like a “b.” I’m hollerin’ at that dumbass truck driver who’s drivin’ like granny on the roundabout. But my fondest memories would hafta…
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Woohoo: Christmas Eve Put aside the capitalist layer of gobbledygook that often overshadows Christmas and admire what the penultimate hours of the Noël blitz really stands for: sharing a moment with loved ones and getting some much-needed time with the…
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Woohoo: Natural Selection Ahh, natural selection — not just that unit of biology you slept through during high school, but so much more! I know it sounds like a boring nature-centric Songza playlist you’d hear at a shoddily-run YMCA yoga…
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Boohoo: Netflix and Chill Is it just me or is this phrase simply everywhere? I log in to Facebook. Netflix and chill. I open chat messages. Netflix and chill. I even search through the news. Netflix and . . .…
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Woohoo: Air Canada If I were to be completely practical, I’d say that all airlines are pretty much crap. But instead of wallowing in my first-world problems, I thought I’d take a moment to snapshot the fleeting happy moments in…
Continue readingWoohoo: Hotmail I’m a classics kind of gal. I adore all things old. Shakespeare takes over my bookshelf, Elvis takes over my iTunes library, and Degrassi takes over my DVD collection. All things old are gold. And this is how…
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Woohoo: Apple Cider Nothing screams autumn more than apples; the perfect fall fruit that can be baked into pies, eaten right from the tree, turned into crumbles, or accompanied with pork. But the perfect thing that versatile and humble apples…
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Boohoo: The Rhinoceros Party In an already-cluttered sea of stupid and untrustworthy Canadian political parties, for the love of God, do not place your trust with the dimwitted hosers in the Rhinoceros Party. Tick the ballot box on literally anything…
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Woohoo: The compass Ah, the compass; the old-school equivalent to an iPhone and the number one choice of swag for the ever-so-extravagant pirates and buccaneers of the seven seas. Who would have thought a little magnet adrift in a small…
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Woohoo: Maple Syrup If there is any link that branches our cruel, unforgiving world with that of the divine, it is sweet Canadian maple trees. Need proof? Well firstly, maple syrup literally goes with everything. Baked yams? Yes. Oatmeal? Obviously.…
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