Somehow that managed to get to be a topic of conversation last night at our monthly pagan discussion group. Lon Chaney wrist rockets are as much fun as sock puppets to my way of thinking. I'm not sure, would that wrist rocket launch werewolves or simply fuzzy steel shot?
That's the fun of that group, never knowing where the conversation will go or who will lead it there. Also, we never know who will show up for the group.
I would like to see it grow, but since we hold it at Borders, I'm pretty sure they would like us to dry up and blow away. I usually sit so I can watch the people around me and I see the looks we get...wonder if they would like it if I stood and stared at them when they were having a conversation or trying to read? Note to self, must try that some time soon!
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Actually I'd love to see you do that to people. They find us unsettling enough, but to actually acknowledge that they're staring with disbelief and horror? Phhfft! That would rock.
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