Tag Archives: Red Deer

I hate buying and selling on Marketplace. But let's face it, is there anywhere better to sell stuff quickly? I do the eBay thing too, but that's usually for higher end items. This weekend I was going ...

December 26th can't come soon enough for a few reasons. There's a decent chance that family will be leaving that day after drinking all of your liquor and using all of you TP during the holiday season...

As I was going through my camera roll, I came across a common theme. Screen Shots. 1893 screenshots. Some are from social media posts that I take so Chad and I have something to talk about. Others of ...

I'm back with another installment of Websites you didn't know you needed. You don't necessarily need any of these, but they do make for a great way to kill downtime! If you're a fan of retro games, th...

I pride myself on the fact that I never fall for scam call, email, messages, or links. Now, someone did try to hack my account recently, but that's another story! People are falling for pictures creat...

I was having a conversation on the weekend about old trends when someone brought up face swapping. Remember it? It was funny for about a month, then it went away. It was creepy more than it was funny ...

I'm back with the third installment of Websites You Didn't Know You Needed. I thought I'd do it every week, but sometimes it's tough to find truly inspiring websites to share with you. Now I'm not sur...

One of the best parts of summer is festival season. Mostly in Canada. Down in the warmer parts of the USA, it began a while ago. But typically it really ramps up in the middle of May here. I've been t...

I did it! I actually followed up on a blog series! This week's website you didn't know you needed it Flashmuseum.org This site gives you 1000's of flash games and videos that have long since gone away...

There are two types of people in this world. Those who plan their vacations well in advance and those who wait until the very last second. I'm definitely the latter. It never fails, each year my wife ...