The Inversion Trawler: Ms. Leona Dripdry

The Inversion Trawler: Ms. Leona Dripdry
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We have an aunt, Ms. Leona Dripdry. She’s somewhere in middle age but somehow stuck on planet teen. It’s not that she’s all immature and awkward or anything, she’s actually really

Inversion Trawler: Weedpatch
Inversion Trawler: Like Mood Music to a Horror Film – April 2008

Inversion Trawler: Like Mood Music to a Horror Film –...
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Jackpot! We’ve met Sci-fi Man and he is more spectacular than we’d thought. … read more

Inversion Trawler: Take Heed, The Cumorah Hand This Way Comes

Inversion Trawler: Take Heed, The Cumorah Hand This Way Comes
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I didn’t think much of it until a few moments later when Tempest cried out, “Bloody Bollocks! What happened to my hair? WHAT HAPPENED TO MY HAIR?!” … read more

The Utah Duck-Butt Goes Global

The Utah Duck-Butt Goes Global
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It’s been amazing getting to know our cousin Tempest better. Before this secret and extended visit, we’d seen her only twice and had had limited communication with her … read more

Inversion Trawler: An Ill Wind That Blows No Good

Inversion Trawler: An Ill Wind That Blows No Good
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Oom was convinced we didn’t have a chance of getting an interview with Cumorah Hill-de Garde. … read more

Inversion Trawler: Our Lips Are Sealed – May 2009

Inversion Trawler: Our Lips Are Sealed – May 2009
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Aunt Leona is an obvious top candidate for an interview, so we ambushed her when she came by our place to talk to mom about whether or not bangs would suit the shape of her face. … read more

Inversion Trawler: Into the Light

Inversion Trawler: Into the Light
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Having attempted to interview Aunt Leona’s spirit guide, Alfredo, it was natural that we’d want to interview our own guiding ghost, Murgatroid. … read more

Inversion Trawler: Conny!

Inversion Trawler: Conny!
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Aunt Leona, Oom and I were making our way through the front gate and up the walk of Aunt Kate’s home, Weedpatch, when we heard a frantic female screaming, “HELP! HELP!  SOMEBODY PLEASE HELP ME!”  It was a high-pitched, cartoon mouse of a voice, and we could hear the click click click of small but speedy steps accompanying the screams and coming toward us up the sidewalk.  … read more