When someone asks you for the truth,for God’s sake, lie. Give them what they want.

In 2006, the City of Toronto commissioned [Colin] Partridge, a wood spirit carver, to carve figures into the dying trees in High Park.

It’s important to get slivers out from under the skin as soon as possible. If a sliver goes too deep it can get into your bloodstream and work its way toward your heart, causing death.

Charlie didn’t know anything about Bobby Orr, and Kathy didn’t either, not then. But in 1966, when Bobby started playing for the Boston Bruins, anybody who knew anything about hockey knew he was the Canadian hope that was going to save the Bruins, an

The table of contents from John Scully’s Am I Dead Yet?: 71 Countries, 36 War Zones, 1 Man’s Opinion.

A lovely story of heroism and children-crushing, to be sure, but is it just another Jumbo-load of Barnum bunkum?

Gaze direction: The tendency of a lone diner a. to look up in a café or restaurant, and b. to move the eyes horizontally across the view-field while taking a bite of food or drinking from a cup, bottle, or glass.

Rafael Goldchain transforms into his ancestors using makeup, hair styling and costumes

Furthermore, let us ponder the fact that Calgary is becoming sophisticated and edgy. Residents have nameslike Aidan, Cody, Ethan, Paige, and Avery, and buy cupcakes from stores that sell only cupcakes, and cheese from stores that sell only cheese.

Expressions that have been ruled unparliamentary during various sittings of the Canadian House of Commons.

We curled up like animals, hot bodiesspooned together on the cement floor—my husband, son, the maid and me.

A collection of epithets gleaned from issues of the defunct magazine, Frank.

Phantasmagoria, performance, corruption and many more.

A record is a palimpsest, an incestof sound. A drill-bit riding a carouselat midnight.

We were stripping off in the car for a skinny dip and were mostly naked as frogs when another car pulled up and four big guys hopped out. They were Mounties.

I woke up before the kids and noticed that Thebes had left a small silver notebook by the bed. Logan had covered himself up completely with his blanket. I couldn’t see him but I could hear him snoring softly, humming, like a little airplane lost in t

On Tuesday Ona Frame went to see his friend Shelby to discuss the Betsy Edger affair, which had erupted in the spring just when he was getting over what they both referred to as the “Regrettable Incident” involving the drug-addicted, emotionally inte

Dallying is a delightful, flirta­tious way to pass the time. To dilly-dally, however, is to seesaw, zigzag, or shilly-shally—in other words, to act with trifling vacillation or indecision.

From the table of entries in The Dictionary of Homophobia: A Global History of Gay & Lesbian Experience.

On their knees the paramedics bend to their brusque work. Pulse in the neck—yes or no!? Is she coding? Clear!

Circumstances of writers who entered the 29th Annual International 3-Day Novel Contest, compiled from responses to a random survey of entrants.

Webcam photos and excerpts from the journal of Sarah Maitland, who, along with Ross Merriam and Michal Kozlowski, spent the Labour Day weekend in the Geist office writing as participants in the 31st Annual International 3-Day Novel contest.

The secret to happiness is realizing that nobody gives a shit if you read philosophy in your pajamas at six o’clock in the morning.

Words from 100 Words Every High School Graduate Should Know, published by American Heritage Dictionaries.