Between playing regular gigs at a North York bar and the writing and re-writing of an epic project, Toronto musician Darryl Costello always finds time to use his skill as a songwriter to brighten the lives of children.

Darryl is one of 120 songwriters around the world who write personalized songs for chronically and terminally ill children and young adults as part of a charity called Songs of Love. Over 15,500 children have received songs as part of the charity since its inception in 1996, and over the past couple years, about 30 of them have come from Darryl.

I spent an afternoon with him to watch and record how he writes a song. Continue reading to see and hear an audio slideshow of the process.

Until recently, I thought all drunk jays fans were the same. It wasn't until I read the funniest sports blog in the city that I could tell the difference.

For over a season and a half of ups and downs but generally mediocre baseball, Drunk Jays Fans writers, Andrew Stoeten, Dustin Parkes and Justin Bergkamp, have maintained a steady flow of posts each week after heart-breaking week following the Toronto Blue Jays. Irreverent and intelligent, Drunk Jays Fans doesn't shy away from comment or criticism on everything from baseball broadcasters and writers to players and fans. The site's combination of laugh out loud crudeness and impassioned observations make it both entertaining and insightful.

Do TTC drivers often leave their vehicles and passengers to go and get something to eat? For about four minutes my 505 streetcar sat on Dundas West, blocking all westbound traffic, as the driver got out to get take-away food from Ali Baba's. I've seen a TTC bus driver park at a stop for an extra few seconds to run in and grab a cup of coffee on a cold day and I'm okay with that, but what I saw last night was ridiculous.

If you are not a big fan of soccer, I would agree with you, the Euro and World Cup are nothing but an annoying nuance nuisance to the city. It all seems a little over the top when you don't care that much and to be honest, taking street cars, taxis or driving is a hassle, even when you think you're taking a short cut, you inevitably run into a pack of fans in one niched corner of the city blocking traffic and waving flags.

Fortunately I've experienced the other side of soccer in this city. Although I am not much a fan of the sport in and of itself, I am a fan of the fans of the sport. Sitting in a bar with even just a dozen of any exuberant fans is contagious, and I suddenly feel compelled to care. It really is one sign of the greatness of our city.

It's the 1990s all over again as the Jays have fired John Gibbons and his coaching staff and replaced them with Cito Gaston (as manager), and former coaches Nick Leyva and Gene Tenace.

This is no joke folks, although I have to say I doubled checked whether it was April 1st when I saw this news cross the wire.

When I got wind of the website Team Epic, featuring an original forty minute episodic series shot in Toronto about six "super-powered individuals that unite to defend Canada from the powers of evil," I was really excited.

When I started writing a post about it, I realized not everyone will share in my enjoyment. Comic books and comic heros are not for everyone. Sure, movies like Spiderman and Iron Man are doing well at the box office, but they have very much abandoned their comic bookiness and replaced it with big budget adventure and romance.

Not Team Epic. It's the real thing, and so much more. With a limited budget, cheesy dialog and unembarrassingly Canadian humor, the series somehow pulls together a genuine embrace of a genre that is quite fun to watch. But again, it's not for everyone.