The Doorway: a panfandom game

All this election news is really making me miss Indiana.

But it's about time it has its political moment.

Text Message to Tommy

-- OMG!
-- My old room is here. The one from home!
-- Come look while I text the others!

This is the third time I have "celebrated" the anniversary of my death. As always, it has been done with a couple of bottles of excellent wine and a deep sense of satisfaction that though I may have died, so too did the Dark Lord. I had never expected to survive and thus I was inured to my death. He feared death and thus it was undoubtedly far more unpleasant for him than it was for me.

I'm not sure I quite get my political party any longer.