Thanks, I will.

And myself, a living breathing human, have the right to call it whatever I want, including the original, better, publicly chosen name.

In all seriousness, though, I call it the SkyDome and will keep calling it that because it was built with public funds and was named by the public. It wouldn’t exist otherwise. A corporation stepping in a decade later to name it something self-serving after the fact doesn’t change that.

I still called Twitter Twitter, Facebook Facebook and Google Google, so at least I'm consistent is using original names forever when I call it the SkyDome.

So, I submitted my application to become a Big Brother in Ottawa today. If you've got time and something to offer, consider doing the same.

In a world where young men are looking to Andrew Tate and Nick Fuentes for advice on masculinity, Scott recommends that decent men get off their phones, leave their homes, and become real mentors to youth in their community.

I don't know if Scott Galloway typically gives good or bad advice, because I don't usually listen to him. But I know when an argument stands on its own two feet regardless of who is offering it.

(Also helps that I can’t read the characters in the background, which are probably gibberish.)

Most AI images have large patches of white and black, and this one cleverly disguises those with the jacket/shirt/pants combined with the foam and background lights.

Also, the straw doesn’t reach the beer and the jacket should be really bulgy at the bottom.

And about 6% think they can win a fight with a grizzly bear. I’m starting to think we should stop asking Americans things.

Turns out it’s really good at writing Poilievre fan fiction.

Or possibly they’ll come in pairs with corresponding button holes, so you can hitch yourself to your best bud.

They’re to hang evening tassels.