I had a fun Doctor Who dream last night. I was working at a carnival and Matt's Doctor gave me the choice if I wanted to become The Doctor, or give up and just keep my day-job. At first I wasn't sure. I had great friends at work and my life was never in danger. I wanted to help people, but I would have to give up comfort. Then I had a heart-to-heart with Tom Baker. As I was driving home and the sonic screwdriver was in the passenger seat, and looked at it and knew my answer. I had enlist my friends like Robert and Curt for some sort of weird scavenger hunt to test of my Doctor skills. Then Matt Smith and Tom Baker came to inaugurate me. It was fun.
Trump's deportation goon is giddy to bring back family separations
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Donald Trump’s “border czar” Tom Homan plans to reinstate controversial
family detention centers as part of the upcoming administration’s mass
deportatio...