Doug Speirs

  • Doug gets his paws on the mug

    Prepare to be jealous, football fans, because I did something Thursday I never dreamed I'd do -- I hoisted the Grey Cup over my pointy little head. This intoxicating moment came about because the Canadian Football League's Holy Grail was the star attraction at Winnipeg Harvest's sixth annual Empty Bowls Soup-er Lunch at the MTS Centre Thursday.
  • Soup-er bowls fight hunger

    For me, the most exciting part of the creative process is the magical moment when you unveil your masterpiece to an appreciative audience. I experienced that thrilling artistic moment Friday at Bernstein's Deli on Corydon Avenue over a nutritious lunch of pumpkin pancakes with cranberry compote and deep-fried pickles.
  • From preschool to PhDs, a look at famous child prodigies

    You've probably never heard of Oratilwe Hlongwane, but it's only a matter of time. Fortunately for Oratilwe, time is definitely on his side.
  • Time again to drool on Santa Doug

    Call me a sentimental Santa if you must, but I always get a little misty-eyed this time of year. That's because on Sunday, for the ninth straight year, instead of lounging on my couch watching the Canadian Football League playoffs, I'll be portraying St. Nick at the first of two Pet Pics with Santa Paws fundraisers in support of the Winnipeg Humane Society.
  • Weighty consequences of sharing a meal

    It has come to my attention most of the people I meet have no difficulty pointing out the central fact I am fat. For example, I was enjoying myself at the annual Bow Wow Ball in support of the Winnipeg Humane Society last weekend when a friendly stranger wandered over and began sizing me up.
  • Mr. X is a little squirt with a big problem

    I was stretched out on the couch in our den, innocently flipping through channels with the TV remote control, when, suddenly and without warning, it happened. A blood-curdling cry of anguish shattered the early evening calm. It sounded sort of like this: "AAAAAAAAARRRGGGHHH!"
  • Guns and Roses

    The Force, the mystical power in the Star Wars universe, was with Daniel Fleetwood until the very end. The terminally ill 31-year-old Texas man died earlier this week, just days after being granted his headline-making final wish — to see the new Star Wars movie, The Force Awakens, before passing away.
  • Call to naysayers to give museum a look

    Two years ago, before it officially opened, before it housed a single exhibit, I tagged along on a tour of the Canadian Museum for Human Rights, the towering architectural icon of glass, stone, concrete and steel at The Forks. In a column about the visit, I used words such as "great" and "breathtaking" and "spectacular" and "world-class" and "wow," which prompted hundreds and hundreds of haters to post online comments making the central point that I was an idiot and sucking up to rich people.
  • News best received sitting down

    It has been far too long since I have been able to summon the journalistic courage to write another groundbreaking column about toilets. Regular readers will be well aware that, over the years, I have written almost as many in-depth columns about toilets as I have about my love for bacon, if you can imagine that.
  • We should leaf the yardwork to Mother Nature

    You will find this hard to believe, but a lot of people do not appreciate the many ways in which science has made our lives better. Take gravity, for instance. Gravity is the powerful force that causes guys of my gender to be sucked onto our couches, making it impossible for us to do anything other than watch sports on our big-screen TVs.
  • Bench jerkies

    By all accounts, Dallas Cowboys defensive end Greg Hardy is not the nicest guy on or off the field. So a fan was taking his life in his hands when he approached the volatile pass rusher at a recent promotional event and asked him to sign a football helmet.
  • I am not plus size... I'm Olympian

    Get ready to be hugely excited, because these are big times for us plus-size people. According to the fashion magazines I secretly peruse while waiting in the doctor's office, we are in the middle of a major plus-size fashion revolution, wherein retailers are finally starting to cater to customers who are wider than a single stick of gum.
  • Automated emails can't possibly go wrong

    Put away your cellphones, kids, because I'd like you to ponder a thought-provoking question. The question is this: what would we do without Google? I personally cannot imagine living in a bleak world where scores on bar trivia nights plummeted because we no longer had access to Google's beloved Internet search engine.
  • High times as mom embraces weed

    I guess you could say I was a little surprised when I learned my 85-year-old mother had become a pothead. I probably should have expected it -- what with living in a country where your incoming prime minister campaigned on a promise to legalize pot -- but still, I was caught flat-footed.
  • Frightful Halloween facts

    It's Halloween, and you parents know exactly what that means, don't you? It means it's time to be afraid, very afraid -- and not just of the legions of ghouls, zombies, vampires and pint-sized Donald Trumps that will be pounding on your door tonight demanding miniature candy bars.
  • Be safe: check your pumpkins

    It's Halloween, which makes this the perfect time, metaphorically speaking, to have an intimate discussion about the health of your pumpkins. I say this because earlier this week I competed for the seventh straight year in Carving for a Cause, the Kildonan Place mall's annual celebrity pumpkin-carving contest wherein local media personalities get an hour to whip up jack-o'-lanterns in support of their favourite charities.
  • Gourd heaven! I'll cut them to pieces

    As Halloween creeps closer and closer, the media personalities in this city undergo a terrifying transformation. They morph from kind-hearted, generous, polite professionals with outstanding hairstyles into conniving, cruel, sweat-stained monsters wielding butcher knives the size of harpoons.
  • Long live the undead!

    You think you know everything there is to know about zombies, don't you? Well, that's not a surprise in light of the fact zombies have invaded mainstream culture in North America like never before, becoming even more popular than angst-ridden teenage vampires, if you can imagine that.
  • Crying doggie tears

    Call me a sentimental weenie if you must, but there are lots of reasons why I love dogs. This was running through my mind the other night as I stretched out on the couch and dabbed at my eyes while watching the 2009 movie Hachi: A Dog's Tale.
  • What's big, orange, spicy? Me, and...

    What with the stunning Liberal tide that swept over our nation on election night, this is the perfect time for Canadians to ask themselves a troubling question. That troubling question is: what the (bad word) is up with all the pumpkin-flavoured stuff?
  • Strangers on a train

    I am feeling pretty excited that Justin Trudeau is going to be our next prime minister. Unless, of course, he isn't. It's entirely possible that, as you read this, they are recounting ballots and no one knows the identity of our next PM.
  • Pawsitive reinforcement

    For about 20 years, Sherri Rheubottom of Showtime Productions has helped organize huge trade shows, everything from the Wonderful Wedding Show to the Winnipeg Baby & Kids Show. This year, however, Rheubottom realized there was nothing catering to the needs of the city’s exploding population of people obsessed with their pets.
  • What's Opera, Doc? A singing star is born

    I do not know what you guys got up to over the weekend, but I personally helped track down Winnipeg's next big opera star. You're welcome. After watching the Blue Jays collapse in Game 2 of the ALCS Saturday, there I was sweating up a storm in front of a sold-out crowd at St. Andrew's River Heights United Church as 12 budding opera stars battled head to head in a thrilling singing competition.
  • Finding the Great Wall of China in Europe

    I do not wish to stir up international tensions, but I am deeply disturbed Europe's major beer-producing nations cruelly charge innocent tourists such as myself a fee to pee. I made this shocking discovery recently while my wife and I were hosting a two-week European river cruise along the Rhine and Danube rivers from Amsterdam to Budapest.
  • Cruising for a bruising

    I suspect, what with the suspense of the federal election campaign and the start of another thrilling National Hockey League season, most of you are champing at the bit to hear how things went on my two-week European river cruise. It is incredibly difficult, using mere words, to describe how thrilled my wife and I were to spend two weeks hosting a luxurious cruise along the Rhine and Danube rivers from Amsterdam to Budapest, but I will give it my best shot: we were thrilled!


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