I am not ready for a career in politics. Not that I was ever planning one; but after attending my borough’s council meeting for the first time last Monday, I realized that I wouldn't be able to sit through another one of them and remain polite. How our elected officials are able to do it on a monthly basis, I haven't the darndest idea. My adventure actually began last month: The administration of Le Plateau Mont-Royal decided to use Facebook to invite citizens to February’s council meeting. So my friend Mathilde and I decided to go check it out. Needless to say, so many people showed up that they had to open up an annex with no view of the proceedings. Being the diva that I am, I did not stick around: “Me? Be relegated to standing-room only? Who does democracy think I am?” And we left in a huff. So last week, Mathilde reminded me that borough council meetings happen regardless of whether or not there is a Facebook event associated with it. And that’s what brought us to Monday’s council meeting.

De menaçant à vivable — un court tronçon de goudron à Montréal est devenu plus sécuritaire pour tous ceux qui habitent dans (et transitent par) mon quartier. Comment peux-tu effectuer une telle transformation chez toi ? Suis avec une rigoureuse exactitude les indications ci-dessous :

[Image par lilies and bees] « Un mauvais voisin est une calamité, un bon voisin un vrai trésor. » - Hésiode Je viens de découvrir que j'ai de nouveaux colocataires. J'ai vécu dans le même appartement pendant un an et je ne savais pas que je le partage avec plusieurs personnes. Je vous raconte l'histoire : Le 29 octobre — je décide (comme la plupart des Montréalais) d'inviter mes copains et mes copines chez moi pour un cocktail d'Halloween. Je sers des bonbons. J'allume des bougies. Je joue de la bonne musique. Tout le monde est bien chaud, bien arrosé. Et vers minuit, l'inévitable se produit.

August begins and construction continues on boulevard St-Joseph, preventing commuters from heading south on rue St-Urbain. The plan: Replace aging water infrastructure The deadline: October 2011 I ask you: Is it selfish of me to hope that St-Urbain never reopens?

Dairy Queens and gas stations prove popular summer hangouts for Montrealers young and old. Kind of reminds me of my teenage years spent in suburban Ontario. Except there, we hung out in Tim Hortons parking lots. Seriously. Those were the days. At the corner of rue Jarry Est and rue Boyer in Villeray