Quality Street candies used to come in big tins. Then they came in small tins. Now they come in small packages in small boxes.
Ate smoky bacon chips last night and didn't mind them when, normally, my main chip flavours are regular, salt and vinegar, and sour cream and onion.
Nerd gummies: sounds appetizing.
The local mid-day show on CBC Radio One in Quebec is called "Radio Noon", which is what the Ontario mid-day show used to be called.
Glad that on Wednesdays, "Ontario Today" is doing a two-hour show throughout the provincial election. Reminds me of the old days when the program was always two hours in length.
I like the Tim Horton's "Football Song" commercial. Gently satirical.
Anyone noticed the winter birds acting strange this year?
The wind rustling through leaves on a winter's night is still a wonderful sound.
Two canyons bigger than the Grand Canyon have been discovered on the moon. The heavens declare God's glory and the firmament shows His handiwork.
My aunt and uncle were sitting a dog. It was only allowed to walk on tile floors, such as my relatives had in their kitchen, but not on wooden floors, such as they had in the living room. One night while my aunt and uncle were watching TV, they noticed the dog gradually inching from where it had been lying on the kitchen floor into the living room.
This same dog was also forbidden to eat chips. Once, they left a bag of chips out and briefly had to leave the room. When my aunt and uncle re-entered, they noticed some of the chips were gone. They then heard the dog, who had ambled down the hallway away from them, eating his ill-gotten gains.
Last Saturday, as I was about to leave Mom's house after having eaten dinner there, her kitten stood between my foot and the door, stock-still, as if to say, "If you're heading out of here, so am I."
The Wolf Peterborough's sure been playing Metric's "Combat Baby" a fair amount lately.
Find it at least a bit humourous that the guy who voices the ads for Sub-way also narrates a PSA concerning talking to your kids about pot.
John Irwin, the voice of He-Man, has died. He inspired a generation of boys to wreak havoc in living rooms, TV rooms, rec rooms, and anywhere else young males had televisions.
Cool Frank Morano had a guest on talking about Arthur Conan Doyle's non-Holmesian works Thursday night.
Had tomatoes with salt and pepper the last two nights for supper. A summer treat in the dead of winter.
Am hoping to someday try venison curry and venison vindaloo.
Really like the jasmine scent of Basmati rice.
The Brazilian woman who was on "Commotion" Tuesday morning deserves a slap.
Glad Radio One's schedule now features more repeats of music programs.
Why is the morning show promo that airs Thursday nights before the 7:00 news always screwed up? It's either for the wrong morning show or an outdated spot for the correct one.
