Time travel now officially breaks my brain. This story has reached the point that all time-bending stories reach eventually: the point where I start drawing flowcharts. But the awesome kind of flowcharts!

I have a theory about Montana, which is so insane that I'm going to keep it a secret until it's proved completely wrong. It actually hit me in mid-word and I had to go back and reread the chapter, then completely rewrite this comment. I love it when that happens.

Poor Jon. Aliens attack and he gets smacked for not being empathic enough, and now aliens turn up again and he gets a face full of stun gas for being too friendly. The man just can't win, can he.

Incidentally, Christmas special. Windowpane. Squeeee. And call me crazy hopelessly geeky, but this really does look like something from Star Trek II.