It was something else. My wife and I were walking through the Cowgate and we heard a commotion and a guy in a leather jacket and kilt flew past us running. We looked back and saw a crowd gathering. Thankfully, we didn't go back to see what it was.

https://www.edinburghnews.scotsman.com/news/emergency-incident/edinburgh-cowgate-everything-we-know-about-horror-crash-4850863

That's looks to whereabouts they found that poor guy's head on Halloween night in 2024. It's been a few years, so I may not be remembering the exact spot.

I was very slow as a kid due to juvenile arthritis. Thankfully, I outgrew it, but I can almost guarantee I am still it. This is such a whimsical and delightful thought. Thank you for the smile today stranger. I definitely needed it.

Don't be fooled. They are illithids in disguise.

Jerry Cantrell has a song called "Psychotic Break" that has the line: "Chalking up my dead friends and loved ones long gone." When I first heard that in 2002, I thought, "man, that must be an awful feeling." I just heard it again yesterday and after I heard that line, now I get it.