Hey, why knock a good thing? Before we wrap up this storyline: yes, we did other investigative things involving more scientific means and equipment but me walking around the basement with a gieger counter isn’t necessarily good comic material. And […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
Okay, y’all, THAT was kinda freaky. I mean, I could see whre that was going on the first ‘m’ and I really didn’t want to see the rest. You could probably see the horror on my face at that point […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It was one of the strangest sensations I can recall–it was like I was having to struggle just to keep up with the planchette it seemed to be running away from my fingertips to get to the next letter or […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It’s really not their fault and I promise the workshop is not at all snooze-inducing under normal circumstances. I don’t think I actually fell asleep, it was more like fighting the drooping eyelids and nodding head. It should also be […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
It was a cute little shop even though it looked like it was in the middle of some redecorating, but the entrace was the restaurant (burgers, sandwiches and home-cooking like meatloaf, etc.) side and then you could basically browse the […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
The Windsor Hotel is absolutely beautiful and if you ever have a chance to go there, do at least stop in and check out all the neat things on the walls, the wooden phone booth in the lobby, the balconies […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
This may have been the first road trip where I had to explain that it really _wasn’t_ a road trip with me if we didn’t make at least one wrong turn. Granted, I was only navigating, but we did have […] ↓ Read the rest of this entry…
And it begins with a little bit of exposition. Hope you don’t mind a little scene setting.
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