As long as Christine is completely dispensing with her own personality and opinions in an effort to assimilate mine, I figured that I might as well cut out the middle man and make these entries myself.

We went to see Circe de Soleil (Engl. transl.: "Circus of Homosexuals") at the Palace of Auburn Hills. What kind of circus has no elephants, no monkeys, no lion tamers, etc.? I guess a bunch of tight clad froo-froos flitting through the air on ropes is the sort of circus you get out of a poor, backward, failed colonial experiment like Quebec.