Re the location: Sudbury. In another epoch I took off with my then girlfriend, north along Lake Champlain ultimately to Montreal, then west on the Trans-Canada to the Rockies. On the second day out of Montreal we approached Sudbury, Ontario from the east and 30 miles out it looked like the moon, or at least southwest Wyoming. The vegetation had been Agent-Oranged completely off granite scored by the Ice Age, a function of the Sudbury nickel smelter which at that time contributed, all by itself, 2% of the planet's sulfur-dioxide (acid-rain) pollution. Coming past said smelter we were treated to the sight of the Big Nickel, a 25-foot verson of the Canadian five-cent piece, which, owing to its high nickel content one can pick up with a magnet. I dunno if it's different today, but Sudbury was the most dystopian place I've ever seen -- and, my mother from the rustbelt, I've seen a few. A mile or two upwind of Sudbury, Canada resumed, green, mellow, friendly, and gorgeous.
Magically precise, informative, humorous, erudite review of a cool show. I happened on "Letterkenny" by random a few moths ago and enjoyed it and recommended it to family and friends. Remnds me of Rexford, Montana 1968 (now under 200 feet of water)
Re the location: Sudbury. In another epoch I took off with my then girlfriend, north along Lake Champlain ultimately to Montreal, then west on the Trans-Canada to the Rockies. On the second day out of Montreal we approached Sudbury, Ontario from the east and 30 miles out it looked like the moon, or at least southwest Wyoming. The vegetation had been Agent-Oranged completely off granite scored by the Ice Age, a function of the Sudbury nickel smelter which at that time contributed, all by itself, 2% of the planet's sulfur-dioxide (acid-rain) pollution. Coming past said smelter we were treated to the sight of the Big Nickel, a 25-foot verson of the Canadian five-cent piece, which, owing to its high nickel content one can pick up with a magnet. I dunno if it's different today, but Sudbury was the most dystopian place I've ever seen -- and, my mother from the rustbelt, I've seen a few. A mile or two upwind of Sudbury, Canada resumed, green, mellow, friendly, and gorgeous.
Magically precise, informative, humorous, erudite review of a cool show. I happened on "Letterkenny" by random a few moths ago and enjoyed it and recommended it to family and friends. Remnds me of Rexford, Montana 1968 (now under 200 feet of water)
Letterkenny was an instant hit with the Portland soccer crowd. I just caught up with it last year.
I grew up in Letterkenny, Vermont. Haven't watched TV for many years, but now I may have to, damn your eloquence. Excellent use of Wayne, BTW.
You're from California, are you not? How do you even know about tire chains?? (Never mind, just a random thought; will go back and read the rest now.)