Visitation.

I cried. At first, he just looked dead. Then I noticed they’d left his laugh lines in place, and he looked like himself. And then I cried some more. Bob came in, and we talked until I was laughing as much as I was crying…after a while, Bob said he had to go to a

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Norse Myth.

If you don’t go to midnight mass on Christmas eve, the trolls will come and steal you away. Or else, you are a troll yourself. This even applies to shepherds who had to keep watch over the sheep (apparently it’s impossible for a heathen to become a shepherd, as they’re a consistently pious bunch). I

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Anthem!

One of the chicas at work said she’d awakened one morning to have her boyfriend asking her, “Who is DeAnna?” “DeAnna? From work?” “I don’t know,” he’d said. “But last night, you sat straight up in bed and said, ‘That’s her anthem!’ “‘Whose anthem?’ “‘DeAnna’s,’ you said. Like I should have known already. “‘DeAnna from

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Death.

A man I worked with died recently. He was the kind of guy who drank gin with a touch of scotch for extra flavor, the kind of guy that could comfortably wear clown costumes to Halloween parties. He’s much missed, but I can’t help smiling whenever I think of him. DEATH When I dielay me

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Lei’d to Rest…

is out! The game is a luau-themed murder mystery party game for 6-12 guests plus a host. Personally, I will always associate the characters with the initial testers. It was a little like seeing a movie made out of a book you wrote. Thanks, guys 🙂

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