Reason one hundred and infinity why Hubby and I do so well:
Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
was just going off. Burl Ives starts to sing, and I think, "Huh, and he's dead. I bet everyone involved in making this is dead." And Hubby calls out in macabre glee: "And they're all dead!" I pause in disbelief, then say, "I was just thinking that." "Liches!" he cries. "Zombies, doomed to their annual holiday task!"
He's in an odd mood.
I actually remember the time and place of the first quest where I encountered my first lich. *sigh*
"Liches!" he cries. "Zombies, doomed to their annual holiday task!"
I love it! It sounds like it belongs in
Pride and Prejudice and Zombies.
OMG Beth! Awesome, and mucho congrats!
Hi, I miss you all!
- runs out of thread to go to sleep*
Yay, Beth!
And, in less happy news, Mr Peabody had another seizure tonight. He was apparently overcome by the excitement of the UPS guy coming to the door. They did all the tests after the first seizure but said he might need medication if they kept happening. I'm going to take him to the vet in the morning. God, that was hard to watch.
Oh holy shit.
A friend went to hear Margaret Atwood do "Read for a Cure" in Toronto tonight. I said, loving MA as I do, "Oooh! Tell her I went as Offred for Halloween and that I love her."
My friend just told me, "Message given and photos displayed = author amused."
Effing she shwoed Maragaret Atwood a picture of me in my costume and Margaret Atwood was freaking AMUSED!! HOLY SHIT.