It's that time of year again boys and girls. The dead shall walk the earth. Well....probably just a bunch of nerds actually, but the smell will probably be about the same. For those not in the know, October 26, 2008 was the first ever World Zombie Day (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Zombie_walk). Like...

It seems you've learned a new trick.

Ingram steps into the growing light of the fire and takes a seat on the cold earth. He removes his gloves before extending his hands toward the flames, rubbing the warmth into them.

For those so inclined, The Waxies are playing at Quinn & Tuite's in GR on Saturday, October 3rd. They'll officially be releasing their first CD there, so don't miss it.

*Ingram stood under the eve on the front of the House, watching as his students filed out after yet another day of instruction. A smile pulled at the corners of his mouth as they passed him, talking happily amongst each other. Some had advanced to the point where he and the others at the House had l...

"Yes." Ingram nods slowly. "Unbidden and directionless." He takes another sip of his tea as lightning splits a tree near the outer wall, the deafening crack of thunder washing over them. "A shame that such strength cannot be harnessed and directed toward something productive...

*Light spills onto the grounds as the front doors of the House open, followed by the cacophony of children's voices filling the air. Several dozen children of varying ages run into the rain, some heading for the towers where they reside while others leave through the gate, trying to make their way h...

Da orkz iz never rong.

You could take up embroidery and put something awesome on your costuming. After all, a flame pattern not only looks bad ass, but will also make you go faster.

But not all of the kids born in February are cool.

*Ingram leaves his room, entering the small hallway*

I'd be happy to take a look at the floor plans with you Malachi. However, can I suggest we do so somewhere we can sit and be a bit more comfortable?

*Ingram then walks past, walking into the main room*

*Ingram chuckles again, turning his head to Rhul* Of course it's that difficult, Rhul. I'm evil and can't be trusted. Ask anybody, they'll tell you. *Ingram looks back across the room at Atrum* I've given you ample opportunity to bury the hatchet before it came to this Atrum. More than once I've ask...

*Ingram enters, a small smile on his face* Thank you Atrum, I believe you may have provided a solution to all of our problems. You say you're not going anywhere so long as I am here? Then I have a proposition. We both leave. *Ingram chuckles, his smile growing* It's so simple it defies logic. We eac...

My pirate name is Captain Tom Roberts. Apparently I am equal parts style and swagger...I can dig it. Oh, wait, I mean "Yar"!

*As Shea enters the house of chance's main room, she finds Ingram sitting at the main table, a glass of some beverage forgotten in his hand as he spins the wheel and watches it turn. He stares at the blurred numbers for some time, then jumps a bit when he notices her.* "Can I help you with some...

Remember, it's not Travis you have to watch out for .