By: Emily Lvyer
Confession time: when I was a little girl, I wanted to be a ballerina.
I would twirl and hop around my living room, pretending I was on a grand stage, and bowing to an imaginary audience, balanced on the tips of my toes.
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I often wonder if God has a sense of humour. There have been a number of times in my life when I have made religious jokes or observations in the company of “believers” that were not warmly received. They were people who seemed on balance to be a humourless lot.

I listen with great interest and concern to some recent twists in logic that attempts to fix the declining caplin stocks and the near vanished wild salmon stocks with a battle plan that includes more fishing. This is a song we have heard before. It is a very old song

In the wise words of Peter Griffin, it really grinds my gears when people stay in jobs that make them unhappy and unfulfilled.
Everyone’s excuse is always, well hey – that’s life, gotta make money somehow. Yes, you do have to make money in today’s world, but you don’t have