Poker tournament today. Poker tournament today. Brought along my good luck charm, courtesy of Mandy McMillian, Crown City Bombers, and Shenanigans.
No Blarney
Boomstick
“Alright… who wants some? Who’s next? Huh? How ’bout it? Who wants some? Huh? Who wants to have a little? You. You want some more? Huh? You want a little? Do ya? Do you want some more? Huh?! Huh?!”
Ex Mortis
“Well, number one: it’s my book, has been for 30 years. Number two: I’m on your damn property ’cause I’m here to save a little somethin’ I call ‘Earth’… You know, it’s a lot harder than it looks… I will tell you this, though. Pretty soon it’s gonna be six feet under… I’m gonna bury it in the basement, and I can finally say to evil, ‘Hey, evil, why don’t you eat my butt?'”
REꓷЯUM
“Do you know how I knew your name was Doc? You know what I’m talkin’ ’bout, don’t you? I can remember when I was a little boy, my grandmother and I could hold conversations entirely without ever opening our mouths. She called it ‘shining.’ And for a long time, I thought it was just the two of us that had the shine to us. Just like you probably thought you was the only one… It’s just that, you know, some places are like people. Some shine and some don’t. I guess you could say the Overlook Hotel here has something about it that’s like shining… Well, you know, Doc, when something happens, it can leave a trace of itself behind… Not things that anyone can notice, but things that people who shine can see… I think a lot of things happened right here in this particular hotel over the years. And not all of ’em was good… There ain’t nothin’ in room 237. But you ain’t got no business goin’ in there anyway. So stay out. You understand? Stay out!”
“Grady?… Delbert Grady?… Mr. Grady, you were the caretaker here. I recognize you. I saw your picture in the newspapers. You, uh, chopped your wife and daughter up into little bits. And then you blew your brains out… Mr. Grady, you WERE the caretaker here.”
“That’s strange, sir. I don’t have any recollection of that at all… I’m sorry to differ with you, sir. But you are the caretaker. You’ve always been the caretaker. I should know, sir. I’ve always been here. Did you know, Mr. Torrance, that your son is attempting to bring an outside party into this situation? Did you know that?… He is, Mr. Torrance… Your son has a very great talent. I don’t think you’re aware how great it is. But he is attempting to use that very talent against your will… A very willful boy. A rather naughty boy, if I may be so bold, sir… Perhaps they need a good talking to, if you don’t mind my saying so. Perhaps a bit more. My girls, sir, they didn’t care for the Overlook at first. One of them actually stole a pack of matches and tried to burn it down. But I corrected them, sir. And when my wife tried to prevent me from doing my duty, I corrected her.”