No. You are *never* too old for these books, because I’m a card-carrying adult, and these stories are still pretty damn scary... and the rotting-corpse-lady is still a complete nightmare. Read them, by all means read them, and enjoy them— they’re well-told, and they’re end-noted with their source material rather…

The better to scratch you with, my dear.

I’m also a thrift shop/garage sale addict, but I tend to go for the books and jewelry. It’s really amazing when you can walk away from one of those things five bucks poorer but carrying three autographed first editions and a pair of sterling silver earrings. This has been a fun series!

The King Tut stuff is utter hogwash. Not only was that ‘Death on swift wings’ business not written in Tut’s tomb, but there was no text of any kind in the tomb. (Yet. I hold out some hope for those new chambers off the main part of the tomb that the news has been teasing about.) Which is kind of a shame, because,…

I’ll admit it. I don’t like dry wines, while my sibs don’t like any other kind. So, mostly to watch my wine-aficionado sibs’ heads explode, I’ve joked about adding a dollop of simple syrup to my glass of wine so everyone can be happy. Reiterating— I have JOKED about doing this. The Cava-bar idiots should be ashamed of…

Oooohkay. Where do we start? How about the fact that Peter Pan has an origin story? Barrie wrote it as a subplot in The Little White Bird which I fully realize that no one, especially not Disney execs, reads or cares about anymore, but it sure as hell didn’t involve a mine full of child slaves digging for pixie dust.

Yes, but I don’t think that Batman ever forgets that Superman has the potential to be an incredible danger should he ever go bad. As it stands now, Superman is a benefactor to the planet as a whole, and the two of them are friends. But one of the hallmarks of the Bat is that he tries to anticipate and be prepared to…