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What if... there were no hypothetical situations? What then? WHAT THEN?! - 2004-09-20
Apologies, errors, atonement. - 2004-06-12
Nine eternities in bargain-bin doom. - 2004-06-01
And whiles they spake, the door of the microwave was opened. - 2004-05-25
Life beyond the pale. Hee. Doot. - 2004-05-24



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Mirabile Visu soon gets to mess with Texas.


2003-10-16 - 11:31 p.m.

Canadian Sighting a Hoax, Federal Investigators Conclude

Turns out, your humble narrator discovers, there may be something of a silence for Mirabile Visu in a couple of weeks. It will depend on internet accessibility, and on the relative quality of late-night hotel-room cable-TV viewing.

At work today, I learned that they're sending me to Big Spring, TX for two weeks at the start of November. Since it's business travel, it'll involve a lot of long hours of prep and work, prep and work, which is just as well, since by the sounds of things Big Spring is anything but a throbbing metropolis. I half-suspect the belt-buckle population well exceeds the human population in ol' Big Spring. If aliens were to arrive on earth now and theorize about what the dominant life-form was based on numbers alone, depending on whether they considered single- or multi-cellular nature relevant, they'd conclude it had to be either bacteria or insects, skipping all the bombastic, noisome naked apes altogether. Imagine aliens arriving in a small town in west Texas and imploring tarnished rodeo-buckles to take them to their leader.

That's what I should do when I arrive, now that I think of it. I'm Canadian, after all, and surely that's alien-life-form enough for them. I'm looking forward to the chance to puzzle the locals with tales of igloo-dwelling and looks of gawping astonishment at all the wondrous horseless carriages. "French fries? Wonders never cease."


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