The kid with the refrigerator was the scariest fucking thing in the book for me.

I've only read this twice, once in high school, once in junior high. I still remember being at a swim meet and pulling the paperback out and reading it, the steamy air making the pages curl. Thin pages like the Bible, because the book is so very very long. I should probably try re-reading it again as a "grown-up," but…

Yikes.

Skeleton Crew. My dad still gives my brother shit about "The Mist."

The last one I tried to read was Needful Things, but there were just too many of King's tics and weaknesses on display, and I only got about a hundred pages in.

So, everything is great except the main character and threat?

I got in trouble once in sixth grade because of that book. I finished my work early, as I often did, pulled out my new Stephen King book to read, and started laughing out loud at the descriptions of the old king wandering around his study, scratching his ass and farting. Although a friend of mine later admitted that…

I started with Eyes of the Dragon and went straight to IT. Reading all that King and Piers Anthony at that age probably wasn't a good idea, in retrospect.

Eh, the Coke machine was pretty rad.

That whole sequence with the gangsters is one of my favorites. All the bits and pieces of Derry history helped make the book for me. Zack says IT isn't a Lovecraft book, but really, it is. It's just King's version of Lovecraft, with the ook-monsters and endless historical digression and all.

I can't imagine re-reading it as a parent.

Trust me, it looks like the rest of New England. Any of them will do. Heck, anywhere in New York that borders a lake or other waterway will do in a pinch.

I like how Mr. Esiwynnep thinks!

No. And I'm happier than I ever thought I could be twenty years ago when that torch was a-blazin'.

Women generally provided more of the diet. Fruits, nuts, and vegetables don't need to be stalked and have a tough time escaping, so the "gathering" part of the hunter/gatherer equation was more successful at putting food on the table on a regular basis.

There's nothing secret about nose hair. Especially as you get older. It just grows and grows and grows, until you're forced to wear a mustache and/or beard to disguise it.

I sometimes forget how stupid people can be. Then I go for a drive.

But don't you see, that was his dad all along!

I don't think so? Huge house, three servants, a mother so focused on the suffragette movement she barely pays attention to her own children, and a humorless old pencil mustached git loses his job doesn't sound like the worst thing in the world. Kids would be fine living on the street with Dick Van Dyke. He's Dick Van…

That sounds more like something Julie Andrews would say. She is a fan of the more obscure organs.