so once upon a time, late at night in the dark of...

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so once upon a time, late at night in the dark of a con hotel room, we were having a conversation about what lord of the rings race we were.

and sarah was like “I’m an elf.”

and I was like “No you are too ridiculous for an elf.”

And there was a long pause in the darkness. And then from the other bed she goes:

“You’re right.”

Pause.

“I’m a balrog.”

So yesterday we had to buy her a stocking cause somehow we lost ours. So I got her this one:

And then I corrected it:

The Spectator