WINTER is here, and it’s time for all good skeptics to heed the call and flock to Auckland for the annual conference, where illuminating conversation and inspired addresses await. And then the same good skeptics can generate battle strategies to cope with all the fuss about the Millennium and the imminent end of the world. In the meantime, here’s a copy of the Skeptic to read while making these important plans.
Continue readingThe Importance of a Good Cup of Coffee
IT’S A funny old world, I was thinking to myself on the way home from coffee with a friend. Except, it wasn’t coffee, it was decaff, and, to add insult, instant. During which she’d helped me to a generous serving of the state of the universe as she saw it.
Continue readingThe Omen
EVERYTHING was roses and buttercups until that fateful day. An omen, it was, for sure. In July, on Friday, only 17 days before the 13th, we had born on our humble dairy farm a calfie. She had four legs, nice black and white patches, a cute butt and two heads, four eyes, four ears and two tongues.
Continue readingThe Home Schooler’s Guide To The Galaxy
IT’S a damned rotten trick, I know, but I rang up my mum and asked her a simple question, does the Earth go round the Sun, or is it the other way around? She wasn’t sure, but felt the most obvious, correct answer was that the Sun orbits the Earth.
Continue readingKeeping an Open Mind While Staying in a Hippy Hole
IT’S nothing short of a miracle that this issue has made it to the mailbox. For the last six months the family, including our cat and retired cattle dog, have been living in a small housetruck. (Just as well we farmed out the rabbits, mice and fish). The reason for our spartan existence is we are in the middle of building a rammed earth house. Not only do we fill buckets with the best of the builders, we, or should I say I, also feed them. (Nothing is too good for our boys.)
Continue readingDirty Auras Done Dirt Cheap
Annette Taylor spends an afternoon checking out the alternatives.
Continue readingConvivial Conference
THERE’S no denying it. We’re a strange lot. Sitting in the small hall during the annual Skeptics get-together and listening to the varied, and often colourful, discussion, it struck me how dissimilar we all are.
Continue readingThe Truth is Out There
IT’S BEEN a quiet old time in the Waikato, these past few months. My cat hasn’t channelled any past lives, nor has she been abducted by aliens.
Continue readingComets
THE other day I was doing a spot of painting with the help of a friend. She was telling me about a fancy dress party she’d gone to, and how some friends had dressed up all in green, as aliens.
Continue readingIntroducing the New Editor
THE OTHER NIGHT, after a particularly fine feed of nachos, my friend pulled out her numerology book and proceeded to do my chart. I’d done some things wrong in a past life, and there were a number of lessons I hadn’t picked up on — but generally I was happy to learn my soul was a fairly evolved one.
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