The City of Edmonton is currently offering a $75 rebate for residents who purchase a Energy Star rated high efficiency washing machine. This is an attempt to encourage people to “preserve the environment.” The city’s environmental plan, “The Way We Green,” is the driving force behind this program, offering information on how adjustments in our lives can positively impact the environment.
Kudo’s to Edmonton for taking a great step. But is this really going to save people money? Is it really going to “preserve the environment?” […keep reading]
Last month’s column on loud pipes generated an interesting (and at times a little nasty) conversation on The St. Albert Gazette website. It was just too good to keep a secret, so I’ve shared it with you. The contributors names have been changed.
Two young women were in the news this week over two separate tragic driving accidents that took the life of three people.
Taryn Crawford, 25 years old, was sentenced this week after killing 18 year old Sefatullah Khanzadeh on July 24, 2009, when she slammed into the back of a parked landscape truck on an Edmonton street, pinning Sefatullah where he died shortly after. Rumours that she had been seen texting immediately following the collision were quelled when the Crown Prosecutor demonstrated from cell phone records that she had not, in fact, been using her phone at the time of the collision. She was simply not paying attention.
On June 28, 2010, a young woman stopped in the fast lane of Highway 30 in Candiac, Quebec, getting out of her car to shoo a family of ducks off the road that had decided to cross. Two motorcycles, one carrying Andre Roy and his 16 year old daughter Jessie, the other carrying Andre’s wife Pauline Volikakis, slammed into the back of the car. Andre and Jessie died from their injuries. […keep reading]
In 2006, research conducted by the University of Salford determined the worst noise in the world is the sound of vomiting. I can tell you what ranks pretty high up there for me — it’s the retching of straight pipes on an obnoxious bike churning down my quiet street. […keep reading]
I was standing in line, waiting for a coffee when the clerk smiled at my swelling belly and asked me if I hoped for a boy or a girl. “No preference,” I replied, politely. Handing me my coffee she chirped, “So long as it’s healthy, eh?”
I cringed. I had always hated that cliché, now more than ever. […keep reading]