Even though it was winter in the north, where the Sun would not rise for many days and snow and ice held the land in a ferocious grip, the great Lords of skeptical thought would not rest. They had searched their realms for the claims of the foolish and credulous, and now they journeyed to the hall of Ulfsheim, where Runolfr, son of Ulf, called the Word Chooser, would host their discussion of matters unproven.
As they entered the hall, servants took their great fur coats and hung them on pegs along the walls. They seated themselves on benches around the great central fire, and more servants brought out drinking horns brimming with mead. They muttered among themselves and sipped from their horns until the last of had arrived, then Lord Runolfr rose from his seat at the head of the hall and raised his arms for silence.
“Great Lords and Ladies of the Realms of Clear Thought. Let our business begin!” he shouted. “The Skeptic Thing has begun! Rise and share your wisdom!”
Next up in two weeks is Skeptic Rant. Start getting those skeptical posts ready to submit to Sean by January 18 and join us again two weeks hence on January 19 for more skepticism.
Finally, with the new year upon us, have you considered hosting the Skeptics' Circle? Those of you who have submitted work to the Circle before, have you considered how much fun hosting could be (not to mention the extra traffic it could bring your way)? Anyway, if you're interested in hosting, check out the main Skeptics' Circle archive and schedule to see if it's something you'd like to do and then, if it is, drop me a line at email@example.com.