Brian: I like getting burned at the stake. Every friday night.
Steve: I just like burnt stakes.
me: I prefer my steaks medium rare.
I got transformed during the course of the day from potential witch (for having suggested that Nichole might be dead) to be burnt in an emergency, to potential saint (for telling Steve not to die)... although of course I pointed out that many saints also died gruesome deaths, so I could as easily be burnt at the stake for one as the other. There was also catologuing of cool Innovation stuff, including lots of colonoware, some nice wrought nails (and one really odd one with a cube bit at the top that no one had any idea what it was for), a pipe bowl fragment with the british royal arms from 1715-1803 stamped on it, and a bit of burnt corn cob.
Steve: I just like burnt stakes.
me: I prefer my steaks medium rare.
I got transformed during the course of the day from potential witch (for having suggested that Nichole might be dead) to be burnt in an emergency, to potential saint (for telling Steve not to die)... although of course I pointed out that many saints also died gruesome deaths, so I could as easily be burnt at the stake for one as the other. There was also catologuing of cool Innovation stuff, including lots of colonoware, some nice wrought nails (and one really odd one with a cube bit at the top that no one had any idea what it was for), a pipe bowl fragment with the british royal arms from 1715-1803 stamped on it, and a bit of burnt corn cob.