Humour: It’s All in How You Say It

I have spent the past two weeks trying to move a kidney stone through my ureter. If you’ve never had a kidney stone, I recommend that you don’t bother with it. I’ve had five, and that’s only counting the ones …

Humour: My Trailer, Mi Casa

I was looking at my horse trailer the other day, parked in the yard, doing nothing. It cost me as much as a car and gets used less than once a week – and less than that in the winter, …

Humour: PhD (Poor Horse Daddy)

Last weekend, at a Bantam football game, there was very nearly a donnybrook because a couple moms got hollering at each other like they were on a Jerry Springer episode. There were references to trailer parks, random threats of physical …

Humour: In Defence of Ponies

In the same way that a Driver’s Ed car is constantly being mangled by people who can’t drive, ponies are constantly mangled by people who can’t ride.

100-Mile Gambling Diet

When I was a kid, my dad used to take us to the local fall fair every year. It wasn’t much of a fair – it was kind of small, and the “thrill rides” really weren’t all that thrilling after …

Humour: Hay Baron

I spent most of my childhood baling hay, moving hay and feeding hay to cattle. Apart from the simple calming pleasure derived from chewing on a stalk of timothy, it was pretty unpleasant. They were all square bales in those …