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Bob Loblog

—a semi daily miscellany

My very first memory is that my grandfather had a picture of Dracula on his workbench (my grandfather was a seven-fingered mechanic). Anyway, at night I was afraid that Dracula would emerge from the picture and take us all to his underground lair. My mother claims that her father would never have a picture of Dracula anywhere, let alone in his shop. But then again, my mother's best friend is from Transylvania.