Waiting for the Text: A Hockey Parent’s Purgatory
From hormone chicken to $20,000 bribes, read why tryout season is a coaster of skipped CD-ROMs and 3.5% convenience fees.
I Thought My Grates Had Forcefields: A Starship Captain’s Guide to Ruining Fish
I finally did it. After five long years of staring out the sliding glass door at a structural hazard, I got the deck fixed at the end of last year. For half a decade, I watched those boards slowly crumble into sawdust, a constant reminder of my own domestic procrastination.
The "Liquid Gold" Rush: Why Your Trendy Whiskey is Emptying My Wallet
Back in my day—and by "my day," I mean about fifteen years ago before the internet decided to colonize every niche hobby—you could actually walk into a liquor store and buy a bottle of Japanese whiskey without needing a second mortgage or a blood sacrifice. Then
The "Global Equity" Zen: Why I Traded Ticker Anxiety for a Single, Boring ETF
There is a very specific flavor of morning anxiety that only exists for people who invest in individual stocks. It’s that 9:31 AM twitch—that frantic thumb-swipe before your first coffee has even hit your bloodstream—to see if a 2:00 AM "galaxy brain" manifesto
The "Luxury" Subscription Trap: I’m Renting My Life, and I’ve Lost the Keys
By: Felix (The Guy Who Just Wants to Buy a Thing Once) I thought I was being disciplined. I really did. I remember the "Great Purge" when I swore I’d cap my monthly overhead at a few essentials. I had the basics: Netflix, Spotify, Google Drive, and
Playoffs, Potholes, and PA Days: Why March is the Longest Month
Welcome to March Break—or as hockey parents call it: The Great Logistics Trap. While the rest of the civilized world is currently sipping something with a tiny umbrella in Mexico, we’re hunkered down in the GTA. Why? Because booking a flight during playoffs is a form of financial
The Puck Stops Here (But the Credit Card Charges Don’t)
Another season of minor hockey is skidding to a halt. Before we hang the puck-marked white jerseys up to dry—or more likely, before they walk themselves to the laundry room out of sheer bacterial sentience—let’s recap the chaos. The Goal: Beyond the "Tiger Parent" Special
Welcome to My Mid-Life Crisis (The Digital Version)
Listen, I’m a Millennial dad living in Canada, which essentially means my life is spent in one of two states: hunched over a laptop or oscillating between driving to and standing in a hockey rink. My personal time is near non-existent; when I do find a spare minute, it’
Skates, Caffeine & Controlled Chaos
Remote-working multitasking wizard by day, millennial dad by night, and unpaid Uber driver for two minor hockey stars in between. A dedicated collector of expensive toys and luxury gadgets, fueled by hockey rink fries and the absolute best food and alcohol the world has to offer. Highly caffeinated. Extremely opinionated.