Silent Monster

Silent Monster

His eyes are piercing, black pearls set in a chiseled face, hard, rigid, unforgiving. He is Colonel Russell Williams, former commanding officer of CFB Trenton, Canada’s largest and most critical air base. In one moment, a respected and decorated military leader, in the next, an apparently brutal sex predator and an accused double murderer. My
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The Apology

The Apology

Tiger Woods gathered friends, family and associates in a cloistered hotel banquet room today to somewhat publicly apologize for his indiscretions. In the front row was his mother Kultida, Amy Reynolds from Nike and Kathy Battalgia of Tiger Woods Enterprises, all looking sullen, bruised, pained. The legendary golfer’s world imploded after a car accident in
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Starfish Circus

Starfish Circus

Ben and I went this evening to the information session for the Starfish Circus camp that starts tomorrow at the college. Sixty young people and their requisite parents or grandparents gathered in the Rehearsal Hall to get the lay of the land for the next seven days. Starfish Circus is something new for Wood Buffalo,
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February’s Fury

February’s Fury

I have a theory that those of us in the north over commit ourselves to the point of peril in the winter months as a survival mechanism. At first blush that may sound like a non sequitur, but having survived almost 15 winters in this community, I believe it to be a reality. There is
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Pea Soup

Pea Soup

The drive into Edmonton was uneventful until we started approaching Grassland and wisps of clouds started appearing. The low swaths of fog meandered just above the highway, appearing and disappearing, one moment revealing a star-filled sky and an endless view of the horizon, the next piercing the windshield and leaving me virtually blind. Beyond Grassland
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Botox Injections

Botox Injections

In the medical profession they use botox for two reasons, the more popular one is for cosmetic purposes — smoothing out those wrinkles and facial gouges, the other is for cerebral palsy patients — to relax tensed up muscles. Dylan and I travel down to Edmonton today after work to arrive in time for tomorrow’s
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Monologuing

Monologuing

A year ago I had reached the height of anxiety, with less than two weeks before we opened The Zoo Story at WinterPLAY 2009, I was staring in the face of an eight page monologue with the clock ticking. We had lost a full week of rehearsals as I had to return to Saskatchewan to
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The First 50 Days

The First 50 Days

This is my 50th post on the Middle Age Bulge blog. Good God almighty, where did the time go and how have I managed to find something to write about for 50 days in a row–just coming up with titles is tough, let alone the content. The facts of the first 50 days: weight has
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Love as a Verb

Love as a Verb

I was driving home this afternoon, after several hours of rehearsal, streaming with the traffic down Confederation Boulevard, listening to CBC Radio. The person being interviewed was talking about love as a verb. The word “love” is normally expressed as a state of mind, a feeling, most definitely a noun. Love as a verb. What
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Olympic Dreams

Olympic Dreams

I had no intention of watching the opening ceremonies of the Vancouver 2010 Olympics. But the build-up in the hours leading up to the start of the program completely sucked me in and wouldn’t let me go. I had fully intended to spend my evening learning scene three of A Number, the play we’re doing
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