Robertson Davies is dead. If Trump really wants Canada, A, all he would have to do is one simple thing that Queen Victoria figured out a long time ago with India.
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Robertson Davies is dead. If Trump really wants Canada, A, all he would have to do is one simple thing that Queen Victoria figured out a long time ago with India.
Continue readingCaptain’s log. Stardate now, the time between Christmas and New Year. Everything seems quiet, but the relatives lie in wait. The opportunity they have anticipated is right after the next midnight, or this one. Maybe two more. Soon, though. Timing is vital but unimportant.
Continue readingOh, how I would like to see the Hallmark movie about Christmas and stuff where everyone dies in a barn fire.
Continue readingTime travel as a story telling mechanic has always been… unreliable, at best. When you get to the end, everyone is asking the same question, “But, why did you have to travel back in time to 1493 to save the professor? Why didn’t you just go back to yesterday and stop him from going back to 1493?” Your father was trapped in the 1980s for 15 years because he travelled back in time? You spent 15 years without him? How come he didn’t return to the moment he left? How is time in the past colinear with time in the present? It’s so confusing. I was lost in the past for a decade, and I returned the day before I left, 10 years older? It never makes sense. Because it is stupid.
Continue readingI remember a time when I was seven or eight years old, one of my overindulged and brain damaged cousins told me that crabapples were perfectly safe to eat right off the tree. We went all around Shediac (a shit-hole town too small for autocorrect) picking green apples and eating them.
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