Still no internet access at home…no wonder I have the shakes.

I’m on my way home to write an honest-to-goodness post and not just a little postlet, but in the meantime I’ll leave you with something that occurred to me after a scene from a still-unindentified Richard Burton film:

Is there such a thing as necroplatonia? Like, you know, if you really enjoy hanging out with the dead, but you’re “just not attracted to them in that way”?