Is it some kind of social commentary that the writer seems progressively more superstitious and easily frightened as the centuries roll back?
Dude talks about a walk back to his B&B like he's a Hobbit dodging nazguls
go happy or go home
Unless you're too scared?
I've got a bunch of pint glasses from local breweries, and they hold up just fine to the dishwasher. Nice thing is if I DO break one, it's an excuse to go back to the brewery and get another.