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The mark

We've been tagged.

Graham and I walked home from geek night. We'd watched the first three episodes of the second season of Babylon 5 with a good hunk of our friends. The front porch lights had been unplugged by a repairman on Saturday who'd fixed our front door, and while Graham went to let the dogs out, I went to turn on the lights.

When I turned back towards the door, I found this mysterious and frankly creepy item sitting on the front porch table.


"Hold on a second."

"Can you come out here when you all have come back in?"

"Sure...Celosa calm down...Just a second. Celosa, I said quiet."

He came outside.

"What the hell is that?"

"I have no idea. I was hoping you got it."

He picked it up and examined it.

"It looks like it's had plastic surgery," I said helpfully.

"This thing is weird and creepy."

"I wonder who left it for us."

"Dunno. I hope it was one of our friends. I think."

"Maybe it's like like Harry Potter, and our house has been tagged by the dark mark."

We were the first ones to get to our friends' house about three blocks away earlier in the evening. Five more friends arrived after us, any of them could have stopped by our house before going over to our friends' to mark us. Or it could have been other friends. Or complete strangers.

At any rate, it is weird and creepy. And as Graham pointed out, it's unlikely to go bad for quite some time...

Yes, my friends, we've been pumpkined.


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Oct. 20th, 2009 04:27 am (UTC)
wow. that really is bizarre and surreal.
Oct. 20th, 2009 09:28 pm (UTC)
In the photos it looks like Wilford Brimley. That is scary!
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