As we begin the avalanche of Olympic nonsense here in the great White North, those of us in unpatriotic flight (except being defiantly unpatriotic is part of our patriotism, so you're stuck both ways) in any other direction require new hobbies, sports, books, religious conversions, new fingerings for F chords, etc.

I'm thinking of going back to knitting. Never could really tie down that perling stuff.

Viva Canada. May all your medals be chocolate inside. May every luge be pronounced properly.

yours,

Peter T.