Some Bob Dylan for your evening... Personally I think the line about "Nobody can get no sleep" is apropos.

Also you have to go read my little brother's story of how they baked his skates.

And this suggestion for how to solve Iqaluit's dog problem.

Ian is in Whitehorse at cadet camp. 200 teenage boys. Kirsten's leaving on Thursday for Toledo, to visit her friend. She's a bit paranoid about the travelling aspect, being only fifteen, and going by herself (with various folks helping out at different airports) but I'm sure she'll rise to the occasion. She's packed already. Don't know whose kid she is.