Andare, Partire, Tornare

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Puke and then Die, Poltergeistie!

Today I:

Arranged for Massachusetts to be open on Friday (the Mass. room, that is)

Put a doll in a chair and set her out near a doll kitchen

Found a berry spoon

Took a pair of spats out of storage

and discussed a peace pipe that has a history unnervingly closer to a "Poltergeist" situation - it was found in an Indian grave whilst new foundations for a house were being dug. NAGPRA notwithstanding, that sucker is going back to the tribe ASAP!

Actually, it's a pretty boring little artifact, so we'll hope no eeeevvvviiiillll spirits are still hanging out on it, okay? It's been around for a while, so I'm assuming we're all good.

(NAGPRA is the Native American Graves Repatriation Act, which basically sez you can't keep stuff looted from graves - you let the tribe know and they decide if they want it back or not.)

Sheesh. First that camera guy from the West Wing made all those jokes, and then there was the scary doll episode, now an indian grave artifact. I don't think my heart can handle much more. Luckily, my friend Chess gave me the perfect game plan should I ever be faced with something ghostly: Puke and then Die.

That's it. Pretty simple, huh? Puke and then die. That's the plan.

7:44 p.m. - 2002-07-01

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