July 11, 2018

I don’t recall how old I was when I spent a week in the Okanagan looking for the Ogopogo. Maybe eight or nine. We’d rented a cabin on the lake just outside of Summerland with my aunt and uncle and cousins. It had its own private dock, and there, right on the end of it, sat my cousin and me, day in and day out, totally committed to spotting the Ogopogo. Our conversation, as we dangled our feet in the… Read more

July 10, 2018

I met her in a crappy bar, on a rainy night in my dumpy hometown. Her husband knew my boyfriend from work and all four of us immediately hit it off. She was vulgar, which I consider an admirable trait, and hilarious. She was smart and thoughtful and breathtakingly stunning. When I met her, she was a hundred pounds overweight, which was a lot for her tiny 4 foot 11 frame (this becomes relevant later on). From the introductions, we… Read more

July 9, 2018

It almost sounds like a slapstick comedy script. A defendant is on trial for a capital offence and faces the death penalty. His lawyer decides the trial is a great time to catch up on some sleep. Maybe the defense attorney is really hungover or was up all night playing Call of Duty. In any case, he’s tired and the entire courtroom can hear him snoring. You can picture Zack Galifianakis or Will Ferrell playing the incompetent lawyer. Maybe Eminem… Read more

July 4, 2018

Colin had a consensual relationship with a teenager. He went to prison for sexual assault because she was under the age of consent. I don’t know the details: how old was he? How old was she? The point of this post, of course, is not to pore over his crime and determine whether he ought to be in prison or not. Rather, it’s part of a series that sets out to inform us about what prison is like for godless… Read more

July 3, 2018

There’s this man in town here. He goes everywhere with a fanny pack crammed full of dog treats and those Werther’s hard caramels. I’ve never managed to catch his name but I’ve met him maybe a dozen times. The first time, I was walking past the bank with my pup, Lucy, when she was about 4 or 5 months old. He stopped me with a big smile and began fishing around in his belt bag. I have to admit, I… Read more

June 28, 2018

In the aftermath of this post, Donovan and I found ourselves with a lot to say, so we hopped on YouTube to have a live chat. We discussed the latest trend that seems to be tearing through the atheist community and that is the rampant misrepresentation of each other’s views. We also discussed the overuse of hyperbole and the fact that there seems to be a growing group of atheists who work hard to shut down conversations they feel uncomfortable… Read more

June 28, 2018

If you’ve ever been gobsmacked at the lies anti-vaxxers spout, or the idea that eating enough broccoli can cure cancer, or that 2 million people praying at once can somehow alter the collective consciousness of the entire planet, then this post is going to blow your mind. Junk science. It’s the topic of part four of my series about wrongful convictions called Reasonable Doubt. Other parts: Part 1: How Skepticism Could Improve The Criminal Justice System Part 2: Why You Should Always Be… Read more

June 26, 2018

As New Year’s Eve 1999 began hitting other parts of the world, I sat in my apartment with my roommate (also my cousin) and watched, with morbid fascination, midnight strike in New Zealand. There had been so much hype leading up to that night about Y2K that it was hard not to be curious about it. Would everything just shut down like some of the most extreme doomsdayers were claiming? Would there just be small glitches? Maybe nothing would happen… Read more

June 22, 2018

As if the Universe were out to crush my very soul (for lack of a better word), it was recently announced that the final Parts Unknown will air this Sunday and it will be set in New Orleans. Hopefully, by now, you have some idea how irrationally attached to Anthony Bourdain I am, but did you know I feel similarly about New Orleans? It’s going to be like a double-sucker-punch to the gut for me. Buy stock in Kleenex, my… Read more

June 20, 2018

It’s near unthinkable: the idea that under certain circumstances you would ever knowingly incriminate yourself in the presence of police for a crime you did not commit. I would be willing to bet that if I asked you now, in all seriousness, do you think you are capable of ever confessing to a crime you didn’t commit, your answer would be “absolutely not”. It’s simply unthinkable, and yet it happens shockingly often. It happens to sane people, to grown adults, to… Read more

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