“To live is the rarest thing in the world. Most people exist, that is all.”
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Your love, your hate –-
it’s all the same thing
it gathers me in the same web
entangling me with empty promises.
and like a lot of dreams
it made a monster at the end of it.
 
This is a world where nothing is solved —
where time is a flat circle
and everything we ever do, or have ever done,
we do over and over and over again.
 
Where you touch darkness
and darkness touches you back.

Your love, your hate –-

it’s all the same thing

it gathers me in the same web

entangling me with empty promises.

and like a lot of dreams

it made a monster at the end of it.

 

This is a world where nothing is solved —

where time is a flat circle

and everything we ever do, or have ever done,

we do over and over and over again.

 

Where you touch darkness

and darkness touches you back.

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The Police Report that Inspired ‘Clue’

It’s a little known fact, but the famous murder-mystery game, Clue, was inspired by real events. Here is the police report from that fateful night.

9:37 p.m. - Officer George and I were clanking our police batons on the jail-cell bars when Ellington station received an emergency call from the Boddy Mansion. There was a quick male cry of “Hel-“ and then the phone cut off. Since there’s no Helen in the office, we figured he must have said “Hello” or “Help.” Either way we were bored so went to go check it out because we’d heard great things about Mr. Boddy’s billiard room.

10:15 p.m. - We arrive at the mansion. It is only one floor and has no roof, which seems strange but, hey, who are we to knock mansion construction?

10:20 p.m. - We knock on the door. It was answered by a Professor Plum. Inside stood five other people. All of them had names that had to do with some sort of color, except Mrs. Peacock, who was simply a Jew.

10:30 p.m - The group led us to the lounge, where, laying on the sofa, was the body of Boddy. It was dark so we couldn’t tell how he died. Boddy’s body had obviously been moved as well. So we needed to figure out who killed the guy, in what room, and with what weapon. It may take all night. Good thing we brought a sack of cheeseburgers.

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