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Something More Traditional

Flip flops? Continue reading

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Wizards and Witches Doubly So

There is unrest among the ranks. Continue reading

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Antennae in My Underwear

We have both a coven of witches and a covey of wizards here. Continue reading

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Common Knowledge

“It’s amazing. Ancient astronomers could calculate all that. They knew thousands of years ago when Mars would be so tantalizingly near and magnificently bright.” Continue reading

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Barney Fife wouldn’t have stood a chance

witches in Oakland. Who knew? Continue reading

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Pothead Harry and the Wizard’s Balls

Moonlight shone upon the landscape with the icy indifference of an astronomical body utterly inhospitable to life and cold as hell. Poets found it beautiful. Star-gazers found it annoying. Millicent Flowers found it enthralling. Millicent Flowers was a witch. Continue reading

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“An Ancient Threesome: A Metaphorical Shadow” – an unfinished story…

Ye Olde Witchie Almanak is an old, old book all the witches own. It’s full of recipes and spells and potions and helpful household hints. It has history and science and star-gazing in it, and it tells all about all the witch’s holidays and special events and observances. It says this about the First Day of Spring: “the Vernal Equinox, not named for King Vernal of the Vapid Slopes, but for the Day of Equal Lyte and Darke (in olden times, when Ye Olde Witchie Almanak was written, words were spelled dyffrentlie, often with ‘y’s, and more ‘e’s on the end), just like the Autumnal Equinox, except thys tyme the Dayes are getting longer. Thys is the noisiest Daye of the Yeare.” Continue reading

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