Yesterday morning, as I was getting the boys ready for school, Steve noticed a raccoon sleeping in a ball on our doormat. He was fat (assuming the raccoon was male), had some grey fur, and was snoozing comfortably against our patio door off the kitchen. It was strange...
After a thrilling opening sequence, the Kingsman agents are forced to implement their ‘Doomsday Protocol’ and flee to Kentucky. There, they come face-to-face with allies and adversaries when they meet the Statesmen secret agents. No spoilers – but at the end, the audience broke out in spontaneous applause as soon as the credits started to roll! It was one of those movies.
I think of life as a good book. The further you get into it, the more it begins to make sense.
I have always imagined that paradise will be a kind of library.
— Jorge Luis Borges