Hey...anyone here a Ransom Riggs fan? (Mastodon...surely you've read him?)
He just isn't writing quickly enough for me, so I downloaded his "Talking Pictures" book. He collects antique photos, and this book is of photos with weird stuff written.

Like> photo of rock wall where I found newborn baby girl on Jan 26, 1951
Or> Lucille (died from leukemia)

Now, well known fact is I am petrified of death and anything that relates to it, especially photos of dead people. I force myself to put a pic of my dad up, but it creeps me to no end and I can't walk in the room it's in when it's dark. I am a freak. I will drive several blocks out of the way to avoid a graveyard. Funerals aren't bad, but wakes...OMG. Must be medicated with lots and lots of herbs.

So...wtf was I thinking. I am officially creeped beyond measure, home alone, and STILL READING.