Nathan Gets a Blister Popped and All Hell Breaks Loose

Nathan Scanlon was a man with a seemingly endless list of fears.
 

He was afraid of heights, afraid of water, afraid of big dogs (and some small dogs if they barked loud enough), afraid of going swimming less than one hour after eating, afraid of sitting too close to the television and, it goes without saying, afraid of clowns.

Toast and Toasters

Biff Furlong’s real first name isn’t Biff.

It’s Buford, but since Buf sounded funny his parents decided to nickname him Biff.

In some circles it may be argued somewhat convincingly that most right-thinking people wouldn't christen their son Biff. Despite this, Biff and his wife, Anita, named their own son Biff. And to top it off they insisted he be called Biff Furlong Jr.

An Inexact Science

Eddie Fulmer wasn’t particularly good at things.

He was a nice guy, but tasks that would be simple to a lot of people were seemingly insurmountable to Eddie.

He couldn’t really fix things, or make things, or put things together. He had trouble reading directions, struggled to understand directions when someone read them to him, and seldom got it right even when someone showed him what to do.

Tombstones

Carl McIntyre’s home on Patterson Avenue is about a three-block walk from his place of employment: Sunnyside Cemetery, where some of the town’s most prominent people have been laid to rest after doing whatever they did – good or bad – to make them prominent in the first place.

It made no difference to Carl, who was the cemetery’s maintenance supervisor, because by the time he had to deal with them they’d all reached that unavoidable point in life where their doing good or bad was over.