As I was going up the stair / I met a man who wasn't there. / He wasn't there again today. / I wish, I wish he'd go away.

...and this time it vanished quite slowly, beginning with the end of the tail, and ending with the grin, which remained some time after the rest of it had gone.

—Lewis Carroll

Inspired by some absurdity[1] and the interminable gloom of the past few weeks, I cooked up Ghost of Norm.

[Photo]

Ghost of Norm

That was fun! Now I sure do wish the sun would shine.

[1]I'm not sure how stable that link will be. At the time of this writing it points to an ebay auction for a “Ghost in a Jar”. The bid was up into the tens of thousands of dollars when I was pointed to it. Anyway, among the ancillary material for the item are some photos showing erzats ghosts around a quaint-looking little cemetery.

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