Russ
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There is a reason we call it the Great White North...
That sounds terrifying! I live on a pretty tall hill, with a sharp curve at the bottom just before a stop sign. It can get downright dangerous in winter, especially with the bad roads around here. There's an intersection not far from my place that's been dubbed Suicide Corners locally, for the frequent accidents that happen there (blind hill+state route+low winter visiblity=not good). A girl from my hometown, who was also in my psychology class my first semester, died in an accident not too long ago there.
There is a reason we call it the Great White North...
so jealous live in alaska. how raw.
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You should come visit! We have a young lady at church that's been here for a month up from Colorado. We were joking with her as to why on Earth she decided to move to Alaska in the middle of winter lol. Adventurous young thing.
It's not always as great as it sounds, though. Like with anything, there are downsides. The dark being one of them.
That's terrible. Much too young. I'm sorry to hear that.
Rumplestiltskin. Very interesting...
So I was joking with a cousin that he owed me his first born for getting him star wars tickets. Then my mind got thinking, what if that was common place and was regulated like we regulate loans. Now I have a story kernel for people regularly using their first born as collateral for magic loans. Not sure if I should laugh or cry.
So, Christmas is almost here. It's summer where I am, 30 degree Celsius plus days, shirts, shorts, thongs (footwear, not underwear, don't know what others call them; flip flops?). Anyway got the BIG question from the kids. Is Santa really real? Got me thinking about different versions from the kids movie the Guardians to Jim Butcher's (?) version where he leads the great hunt for a bit. Got me curious about what weird and wacky versions there would be if the insanely imaginative people here did a Sanata story. Wanna share?
I watched Arthur Christmas recently and today I had the thought... if the title of Santa Claus is passed down from father to son, what would happen if one Santa only had a daughter? Would she become Santa anyway? If she married a man, would he be Mr. Claus? I think there might be a story in there... The idea of a lesbian Santa Claus (Kristina Kringle?) is also kind of appealing, tbh.