And what had he wanted? He'd never sat down to think about it. But mostly, he wanted yesterday to be different from today.

The purpose of this lectchoor is to let you know where we are. We are in the deep cack. It couldn't be worse if it was raining arseholes. Any questions?

I found while driving in Wyoming that wearing a stetson and driving a beat-up pickup meant you could go as fast as you like, while the police picked up Californian winnebagos that went one mph over 55. After all, they wanted to bring money into the state, not merely circulate it.

The duke had a mind that ticked like a clock and, like a clock, it regularly went cuckoo.

But that was just it - hate was exactly the right word. Hate is a force of attraction. Hate is just love with its back turned.

Most modern fantasy just rearranges the furniture in Tolkien's attic.

The Kraken stirs. And ten billion sushi dinners cry out for vengeance.