So that all the mangroves' mud and sand could never bury me
I consider it unreasonable in the extreme to have anxiety nightmares about something that already happened, but that's how I started my day. I worked until my brain hit a wall and then I lay under a cat and did nothing except stare at TCM and then fall asleep, which I hope was good for me.
muccamukk is looking for recommendations for Jewish vampire fiction. I've named all the ones I can think of and am now feeling more than vaguely as though I should contribute to the literature myself.
forestofglory is recommending Jewish SFF in general. I want credit for stuffing Tiny Wittgenstein into a desk drawer and mentioning myself in comments.
Good grief, there's a picture of me in the Slovenian news. That'd be the Ig Nobels.
Good grief, there's a picture of me in the Slovenian news. That'd be the Ig Nobels.

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It really may be my favorite Jewish vampire story. The fact that I first read it when I was like ten years old is irrelevant. It's still that good.