The basis of almost every great movie is friendship.

Think of it: Marty McFly and Doc Brown in Back to the Future; Buzz and Woody in Toy Story; Stanley Ipkiss and Milo in The Mask; The Fantastic Four; the whole clan in The Goonies – I could go at this for hours.

When asked to write short stories in elementary school, I always cast my best friends in leading roles. All of us drove around in Dodge Vipers and solved cottage mysteries (listen, I never said they were any good). The idea ...

It’s the biggest ten days for hockey outside of the season’s boundaries.

This is for all of you spending more time between morning coffee and lunch break reading hockey blogs than answering emails. All the ones counting on the volume of news over this short summer frenzy to quench your thirst ahead of July’s shortage. All those just like me.

It’s an off-season marathon of sorts. In the tinkerings of my little mind it acts as a sort of mental fitness testing; clearly of an unconventional means. If I’m able to keep ...

I always enjoyed A Christmas Carol.

Through the course of the night Scrooge is taken once to see what he was, once to look upon what he is, and one more time to peek in on what he will become.

Now, to be fair, I’ve only seen Mickey’s Christmas Carol with Jiminy Cricket and Scrooge McDuck; I assume the two are along the same premise.

As night falls on the final day of the draft, the Maple Leafs leave Pittsburgh with six new prospects and James van Riemsdyk (who saw that coming). Of ...

I was told a funny story the other night about time capsules.

Enamoured with the idea of uncovering forgotten treasures at a future time, a younger version of a close friend teamed up with a neighbour to begin burying pieces of their life. As the story goes one capsule turned into three; which turned into seven; which then evolved into more than a dozen.

One weekend of fervour resulted in holes all over the backyard, each with its own piece of the day buried in the earth.

This process is not unlike the ...