Roxanne Tellier – Is Halloween the New Christmas?

I’m trying to remember the last time I went trick-or-treating as a child. It was in Montreal, and might have been when we lived in Park Ex, which was, back then, really not a place that was safe for a young’un to be out alone late, and especially not to be traipsing around in the dark.

But hey – free candy! Sometimes pennies! Maybe even a free razor blade! Or was that just an urban myth?

Pat Blythe – The productive years…..and “bewitching” music

I came across an article, Between 65 and Death, a couple of years ago, and for some reason kept it. Now that I’ve very recently earned this distinctive “honour” of attaining this magical number (and a government pension), the article popped up again when I was searching for something else. I’m not going to quote the entire piece here, but looking back at those 65 years, man I did a lot!!! A very rich life, full of ups and downs (and some of those ups were worth a whole passel of downs), was crammed into those years. Would I change a thing? In all honesty there are one or two things I’d like to go back and tweak. Do I have regrets? Nope! Well, maybe one…..I never have managed to meet Roger Taylor….yet!

Pat Blythe – Blue Moon…..creative dining….snow…..and music

It’s Monday. I’m writing for Tuesday. When I realized my diatribe would appear post-election, I contacted our esteemed editor and suggested that it may make a modicum of sense for our local politico, Roxanne Tellier, to proffer her analysis and observations regarding the election, and “the morning after” effect. So I swapped days. I have my views but not nearly the insight our Mrs. Parker brings to bear on politics and the entire “goings on” south of the 49^th parallel. I can just imagine the spirited discussions Chris (nicknamed The Professor) and Rox would have had regarding the spectacle of this latest presidency over the past four years. Both had/have the ability to read between the lines and proffer observations many of us don’t “see”. Research junkies the two of them…..although I’m not far behind down that rabbit hole….. Mrs. Parker and The Professor would fill a room. Chris would have fit right in at the Algonquin Round Table.

Bob Says “Fill My Treat Bag and VOTE!”

Still not able to write worth a fuck, so this is all I’ve got.

This brief column is for our dear, beloved American friends trapped behind enemy lines. The rest of the world is pulling for you (Except those who are playing Monkey See, Monkey Do and acting out because The Orange-16 virus appeals to their Inner Asshole).

Bob’s Annual Halloween Column and Mandatory Accordion Lesson Rides Again

This was originally published in 2011. It has been updated with additions and is presented here with the full support and co-operation of the “So You Want to Be A Diabetic” foundation and proud manufacturer’s of  Atomic SugarBalls, sweet jumbo compressed Sugar Globes made from 100% Cane Sugar and covered in a thick candy shell made of 200% reclaimed sugar from the bottom of millions of boxes of Sugar Frosted Flakes…They’re GREAT! . Recommended by Dentists, Doctors, and the  American Council on Obesity, Diabetes, and Acne.

Bob’s Friday Festival of Random Unrelated Topics including A Few Perfect Movies for Halloween Night, A New Ringo Record, Some Snide Remarks, a Potpourri of Well Thought Out Personal Opinions and Meaningless Deep ‘Not For Everyone’ Humorous Musings, and a heartfelt Thanksgiving Message to one and all

As sure as Springsteen has had some work done, Fridays are a mainstay when it comes to your week, and is known in certain parts of Canada and Rhode Island as the Gateway to The Weekend, or “The Day Before Saturday”.

In that respect it is the single most important day of the week, and is as well-loved as Monday’s are vehemently loathed.

“Loathe Not, Thy Friday, For It Is The Day Of Relief. The Day of Rejoicing. The Day You Have Worked Towards All Week. A Day of Respite and Rest. A Day of Joints Shots Netflix and Chill for Tomorrow You Either Have to Mow the Lawn or Shovel Snow You Poor Bastard” – Saint Daryl … Patron Saint of Stealing 3rd and Inspirational Gibberish

Roxanne Tellier – Politically Incorrect

In the mid nineties, my husband and I decided to do a West Coast trip. We were looking forward to reconnecting with a special family, and enjoying the beauty of California.

But there was one special stopover I was determined to make, one that I had pre-planned and booked as soon as we had decided on the holiday.

I wanted to watch a taping of an episode of Bill Maher’s Politically Incorrect.

In Los Angeles, people beg you to come and be a ‘live audience’ for the shows being taped. But I’ve been on a ton of game shows, a reality show, and some comedy shows, so none of that appealed. But, Bill Maher, on the other hand …

I’d never missed an episode. Every week I waited anxiously for Friday night to come around, and was sure to be planted in front of the telly the moment it began.

That series, Politically Incorrect, ran from 1993 to 2002, first on Comedy Central, and then on ABC.  Ironically, the show was cancelled due to … political incorrectness.

Is that not the most delicious irony?

Roxanne Tellier – The Madness of King Donald

To quote Crosby, Stills & Nash … “It’s getting to the point, that I’m no fun anymore.”  Well, at least when it comes to debating the psychoses of our current hot topics.

But I CAN still be fun! Here’s my Halloween costume!

Bob’s Annual Halloween Column and Mandatory Accordion Lesson

This was originally published in 2012. It has been updated with additions and is presented here with the full support and co-operation of the “So You Want to Be Diabetic” foundation and proud manufacturer’s of  Atomic SugarBalls, sweet jumbo compressed Sugar Globes made from 100% Cane Sugar and covered in a thick candy shell made of 200% reclaimed sugar from the bottom of millions of boxes of Sugar Frosted Flakes…They’re GREAT! . Recommended by Dentists, Doctors, and the  American Council on Obesity, Diabetes, and Acne.

Roxanne Tellier – Count Your Blessings Instead of Sheep

Happy Thanksgiving weekend! Hopefully most of us will be lucky enough to be gathered together at some point with friends and family to share the bounty of the harvest – or at least the goodies we’ve bought from our local grocers — and that most precious of commodities …. our time.