every so often i check out waiter rants, this fantastic (harrowing, caustic) collection of vignettes written, it seems, to blow off steam at the worst bits of restaurant life. this morning i was scrolling down and -- hey! -- there's a very nice little explication of the scary exorcism scene from mark 5. i love it when stuff like that happens.
as a side note: that passage always makes me think of learning about buffalo jumps in north dakota history. mr. gorman, i salute you.