I wanted him to join Mensa...
April 26th, 2007
The fateful day has arrived, the one that mankind has feared for centuries. Nations would rise and fall, empires would rule and become humbled, but all in the shadow of this coming hour. Around the globe, when bell toll was heard, birds would fly in all manner of directions - their internal navigation insticts confused. Dogs barked, whined, and clawed at the ground. Grown men would burst into tears without knowing why.

Congratulations, Jordan. I always had faith in you. When I said earlier that I expected you to flunk out on the test, and that our trip to Edmonton was “A complete waste of time. Why, I could be at home right now bleaching my socks.”, I was merely testing you.
For reference, read this blog post of days past.
Regards, Daigle
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