August 21, 2013
Excuse me, dahrlings, but...

It's A Rogue Prorogue

I dated a serial proroguer once. He kept breaking off in the middle of my sitting on his parliament, so to speak. It was quite annoying. Personally, I think it was kind of a control thing. I could be…

August 15, 2013
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Is It Something I Did?

Break ups are so messy, dahrlings. No matter how many times I hear, “Its not you, it’s me,” I know what they mean. It’s their wife. Point is, RBC is dumping us, dahrlings. Flat out. No ‘we need to…

August 09, 2013
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Don't Skewer Your Wooer

Honest-to-Betsy, Pumpkins, suppliers don’t know what to do with you. I often hear them lament “Ivanna, what do I do? I’ve tried everything short of stalking agents, and they continue to ignore me.” It’s sad really. They prefer and…

August 02, 2013
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Travel Is Never Having To Say You're Sorry

I do really loathe getting involved in domestic disputes, dahrlings. It’s so… suburban. But, ACTA is using this very publication as support for an argument with another. And I thought I’d seen things. Open Jaw does not take sides,…

July 31, 2013
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2 Words: Shut It!

I love a pilot with big landing gear, Pumpkins. Like the yummy Yannick, that AC fly-boy with the hair-trigger Twitter finger. When a pax tweeted a complaint to head office after being delayed on the tarmac at YYZ for 20…

July 26, 2013
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He's Baaack…

Gird your loins, ladies, that debonair travelista of yore may be taking over the zesty reins of itravel. Think back to a time when Signature was a grand brand & harassment issues were quaffed like good champagne at a Gabbalot…

July 23, 2013
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It's Just Stinky Diapers

Honestly, dahrlings, I have no idea why everyone is in such a dither over a wailing lump of royal poop. Babies happen. Sperm ovum, you know the drill. Out plops a digestive tube. Trust me, the accidental lineage doesn’t change…

July 17, 2013
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Know Your Enemies

Up until now, I have underestimated Harper, dahrlings. But he is on to such a good thing with ordering that official list of unsympathetic staffers so the whole government can know who’s who. Talk about doing away with office politics.…

July 11, 2013
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Bunch O' Yahoos

I never met a yahoo I didn’t like, Pumpkins. And Calgarians are a special breed. Mayor Nenshi has crowned himself yahoo-in-chief and I say ‘Hear! Hear!’ to that. Between the floods, fires and oil tanker explosions – we could…

July 04, 2013
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Let Them Eat Pablum!

For most Pumpkin brains, the term ‘restructuring’ is automatically replaced with ‘layoffs’ in the language cortex. It’s a mutation we’ve developed over centuries of mushroom farming. But lately, dahrlings, the compost posing as information being flushed out of travel…