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Full disclosure: I’m an American, born in Seattle – dad a US naval officer, mom the daughter of a Canadian banker.

No doubt about it, the corvids - crows, ravens, rooks, magpies, and jays - can be a nasty bunch. Ravens have been seen in Yellowstone Park,

My dog is not my possession, said the letter. He is my equal and my friend. I have no moral or ethical rights over him.

It is for this reason, that I do not authorize any authority anywhere to take my organs in the event of what appears to be my death.

I have long experienced these buildings at close quarters. And my response is: Tear the damned things down.

Hi all, and welcome to my new website. Here's some background: I loved SF as a kid, "but when I became a man, I put away childish things." The linguistically...

Over the years, too, the odds of accidental death steadily accumulate. I grew up watching Loony Tunes, and know that somewhere out there ...

My middle son coined this term for me when he was seventeen: Once a month, he says, I lift my snout to the full moon and howl whommmm!

Last night I wandered through the moon’s deep dust, Flung far across an intervening void By wan Diana, clad in waxen robes;

What is a mark in time but reckoning of it? Each anniversary carries in a small black pouch Strapped to its belt, a slight reminder

I was wondering how I could possibly go from semi-retirement to tackling all this when the phone rang.

Grammar rules are like another kind of prescriptive law: The criminal code. Both are useful to consult to avoid errors, or to diagnose...