For at least a decade I was ever-present in Toronto’s improv scene. I was not a star, or even that notable, but I was present. And then I wasn’t. I…

I am very proud to be Canadian. I love our land and water. I love our music, literature and sports. I love our many cultures and how we’re able to…

My dreams tend to be weird but impossible for me to remember. Last night’s demanded that I scribble down some notes. Before I tell you about it, let me lay…

There doesn’t seem to be anything more profitable than a good film franchise these days. There have been a lot in my lifetime. James Bond was raking in the dough…

As I have previously written, my province of Ontario recently had an election. A little over half of Ontario’s eligible voters came out and cast their ballots. No matter what…

It must be pretty easy for Americans to look north of the border and see us Canadians as an infuriatingly smug people. I can absolutely understand why. We contribute our…

If you found this blog, you may be wondering about the name, “Taking a Tizzy.” I suppose that when I began this enterprise, I wracked my brain for a title…

I started reading The Never-Ending Present: The Story of Gord Downie and The Tragically Hip by Michael Barclay. I’ve only read the first chapter, so I haven’t gotten very far,…