Tiny little troll doors.

Remember the other week when we were closing doors all over the place? So today it’s tiny little troll doors. I imagine them kind of like this. Yes, that’s the faery door that lives at the Playground — and sometimes mysteriously moves around, though...

New Year’s: The Great 2009 Chicken

So normally the Chicken happens every Friday when I write about the hard stuff and the good stuff from my week. And occasionally about zombies. But mostly what was challenging and what was fabulous. And I try to do it in the least-cheesy and non-annoying way possible,...
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