Wired Cola

As is traditional, we went to midnight mass, followed by a gift exchange with the in-laws.

This year, I'm sending The Lovely One off for a spa day, but she pulled off that rarest of tricks: giving me a gift I had forgot to ask for, that I would never buy for myself (too extravagant) and that I really wanted.

The wonderful thing about being both lazy and a blogger is that I can write this Christmas letter to you on Christmas Eve, and you'll still all get it in time for Christmas!

So someone in my household picked The Great Canadian Polar Bear Adventure for our evening's viewing. I'm not saying it was The Lovely One. It could have been me....

About 3 seconds in, I sense trouble brewing when I realize this is a live-action drama starring talking polar bears. About 3 minutes in, things take a turn for the weird: we get to eavesdrop on a mundane conversation among a couple of seals, right before a bear eats one of them!

This is mostly an apolitical weblog, but since I was looking for some early juice on the new leader of the Liberals and found nothing, I thought I'd write it myself.

Though some had already written this surprise scenario (candidate in fourth place in delegates going into the campaign wins), it was only written as a surprise.

So who is Stéphane Dion?