Halloween Countdown Day 7
It simply wouldn't be Halloween without a passing mention of Edgar Allan Poe, who died (I almost said "passed") on this day in 1849. Strangely enough (or suitably enough, your choice), in yet another example of life imitating art the exact cause of his death remains a mystery. Alcoholism? Syphilis? Rabies? Brain tumor?* Cooping?
We'll probably never know and maybe that's for the best--a little mystery (above and beyond the Poe Toaster) is a good thing.
Postscript: Jeebus Murphy, am I the only online entity acknowledging Poe's death today? I've searched all the usual suspects and no one's sayin' nuthin'. Guess I'm going to have to light a candle.
And if you think all this is a descent into the morbid, well, go read Horton Hears A Heart.
Then go read The Poe Shadow.