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Someplace Schrodinger, patting a slightly radioactive cat, is smiling.

And now there’s a universe where HottytottyGirl lost because they found Julian Sands sitting in a subterranean dugout he built with his Gerber Bear Grylls survival knife. He was making beef jerky for a sasquatch.

Dick Van Dyke, the old song and dance man

Dammit, I didn’t read all the way thru, and thought I would score a hot pick. Ok, next week -same Bat time, same Bat channel, then.

Didn’t read all the content, like they say at the HQ. Also was in such a rush that I didn’t enter my name. I am truly a Moron.

Fortunately for you, I love morons.

Forensic pathology is fascinating…….to read about. That’s as close as I ever want to get to the subject. You’d need a very defective sense of smell and a cast-iron stomach to even watch what they do.

Yay! Congratulations to @HottyTottyGirl! Stoaty, not that you need my approval but I am sure you made the right decision here.

And no, I don’t at all feel cheated about that Pope thing. We’re having too much fun for that kind of stuff!

Stoaty, thanks for the ruling and the kind words in this blog. I think my first win was with Tony Dow and he was another one of those Dead, Undead, Dead situations.

@Uncle AL, thanks for the pat on the back. I too am having fun waiting in the weeds for someone to disappear or be declared dead prematurely. As always looking for the edge to win another deadpool.

Huh…
Just had an idea for a detective crime thriller…

Called “The Deadpool Murders” where an online pool for a seemingly simple prize leads a nefarious serial killer Hannibal Lecter class genius to bump people off all across the globe so he/she can “win the Squashed Fly Biscuit ” award (actually one of my favorite biscuits growing up, Garibaldi Biscuits).

No, no…he/she bumps people off from the list selected by others so everyone who has played more than 5(n) rounds can win at least once.

Should the protagonist be the person who runs the pool, or one of the other players, or a group of others players?

…or a supernatural twist where Death is using the list to pick off one person on the list ahead of schedule (pronounce that as shedyule) as sort of a “lottery winner”.

While on the subject of current events and book titles, re: the Suffering Sussexes, they’re newest winge about their misfortune should be titled
“Gingery Snicker and a run of bad luck”.

If the year was 1450 the Duchess of Sussex would actively he plotting the demise of the Cambridges.

I, too, was interested in forensic pathology as a youth. I was also interested in becoming a mortician. Such are the life dreams of a teenager in Pennsylvania in the 1970s.

My father’s cardiologist, who was mentoring me, decided I needed to attend an autopsy IRL. He arranged for me to be present when they were examining a body that had been fished out of a local tributary. Nice and bloated, full of promise, the body was.

First incision, and all of the gases in the abdomen were released. No one warned me. The smell was horrific and I nose-dived to the tile floor.

I decided to become a fine arts major at that moment.

Being a voracious reader of fiction and non- alike, I’m glad that there are such things as forensic pathologists as well as those who know about that field and write wonderfully gruesome novels incorporating all sorts of blood, guts, worms, maggots, lividity, etc.

Too bad the Kay Scarpetta series went downhill so fast.

Congrats HTG on your win!

Yes, I arranged to view an autopsy as a teenager – though I think I was trying to pull a da Vinci at that point. My dad was friends with a county coroner. Turns out, nobody croaked unexpectedly before I went away to art school.

I’ve got a cast iron stomach and a defective sense of smell, but I’m empathetic as all shit and I’d probably have been haunted forever by crime scenes.

Ballistics … that’s what intrigued me. I’m definitely bent toward the mechanical.

Sands went missing on 13 January. HTG picked him on 20 January, in DP 162. Ms. Weasel has ruled that he was still alive then, so no rule 0 violation. Sands was eaten soon after. Burt Bacharach passed on 9 February, winning DP 162 for Pablo.

But with Sands’ date now set, HTG should be credited with a retroactive win of DP 162, and DP 168 should continue – IMO.

Our hostess may rule as she sees fit, of course.