Aug
11
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My daughter, the gambler. Last night at White Spot:
Her: I bet you 5 cents that the bill will be
James McCullough
An entrepreneur, a writer, a father, a paleo-eating polymath, fuelled by Blue Bottle Coffee. I work as a consultant for boutique hotels.
Aug
11
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Hitting up the Penticton farmers market for a change of pace and an attempt to
get away from the craziness
Aug
11
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Everything in life right now is such a battle for me and it’s exhausting. I wish
I could make
Aug
11
Late night thoughts
Now that the whisky is sinking into me, a few meandering thoughts.
* it’s annoying when my ex interjects into
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Aug
11
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Another quick late night thought (after drinks): what would late night Twitter be like without autocorrect? Would we understand each
Aug
05
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My daughter, the gambler. Last night at White Spot:
Her: I bet you 5 cents that the bill will be
Aug
04
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Hitting up the Penticton farmers market for a change of pace and an attempt to
get away from the craziness
Jul
31
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Everything in life right now is such a battle for me and it’s exhausting. I wish
I could make
Jul
28
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Stepped downstairs to grab a coffee and overheard two separate couples talking
about the problems they had with AirBnB renters
Jul
27
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I hate those nights where I feel like I should be doing something more than just
scrolling through feeds, but
Jul
21
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When I wake up in the morning, I hope I can do the thing that I thought I would do
Jul
16
What’s in My Head
This space has been quiet for quite awhile now. It’s not for a lack of ideas on what to
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Jul
15
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Overheard at my pool deck today:
Dad: This pool is much colder than ours in Arizona.
Son (maybe 12): Nah,
Jun
25
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Standing over the stove flipping my chicken fingers, I’m thinking about what my ancestors would’ve done when they
Jun
24
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Starting my Sunday off with a new favourite blend of coffee from 49th Parallel
