My daughter is reading Cask of Amontillado to herself as a bedtime story. She's 12. I'm so proud. She told me she like vampire stories, you know,
Goosebumps-type stuff, so I gave her the copy of Edgar Allan Poe stories my dad gave me on my 15th birthday. Oh, and yesterday she asked me if we could watch
Blues Brothers together. What a kid, huh?