Opinion

Earlier this year we reported on a Vancouver woman’s efforts to open a coffee shop called Catfé where cats roam freely among customers.

Our college years are formidable times for exercising independence. You thrive on the excitement of not knowing what will come next and felt like the possibilities were endless.

If you’ve been watching any of the Stanley Cup playoffs this year, chances are you’ve encountered a particularly strange and creepy commercial over and over again.

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To paraphrase Hunter S. Thompson, when the times get weird, the weird go pantless. On May 23, a man approached a White House security checkpoint and told Secret Service agents he had “a 3 p.m. meeting with Mr. Obama.

Sidewalk cyclists are a menace — to say nothing of the fact they are breaking the law. And no one at the city is in a hurry to do a heck of a lot about it. “Harrumph,” I have heard forgiving bureaucrats exclaim.

Re: “Club players serve school teams major hits,” May 28.

Re: “TransLink reports $36.8 million surplus for 2013,” May 30.

Re: “Chang defeated by Byng parent backlash,” May 30.