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Woke with a start this morning from a nightmare where I was being chased by a robot, as I was desperately trying to text message Ravi to come save me. Couldn't get the words out properly, and the auto type kept letting me down...

Alvin was an eccentric at Holy Trinity, the Anglican parish I attend (when I'm not sleeping in with Ravi or wrapped in a blanket in front of the omnibus edition of Coronation Street). One of our last great eccentrics in fact. Wild hair and a tangled beard, Alvin had a deep thunderous voice which when engaged in the reading of the Hebrew ( Read more... )

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So Ravi and I are lying in bed this morning, all sluggish, not wanting to get up and suddenly he starts thumping the Doctor Who theme on my chest. I raise my eyebrow and say, "What are you doing." He gives me a goofy look and rolls over. Nothing else was said.

After a year and a half of Buffyverse "catch-up" I've come to the last bittersweet leg of my journey--Angel Season 5 ( Read more... )

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Every morning on my way to work, as I descend the stairs into the Dufferin Subway station, I encounter the Puddle of Doom. Why is nobody attending to it? Why is it getting bigger and bigger? Small children are being lost to its sweeping tides. Old people are forced to turn back. Marine life is evolving in its muddy depths, or else land born ( Read more... )

No, it's not the baby thing (although, Barbara and I are having sushi on Monday to further our "conversation ( Read more... )