I saw the new Ozzy Osbourne haunted house announcement and instantly thought of my college roommate, Jake. Back in ‘98, he spent three weeks crafting a foam bat prop for our dorm Halloween party. He dressed as Ozzy, ran through the common room, and “bit” the head off a stuffed bear replica of that famous bat. Everyone lost it, wait, no, scratch that, everyone laughed so hard we got a noise complaint. Now this attraction’s doing a real-life reboot of that iconic moment. Wild how some things come full circle. I might have to drag my partner to Orlando for this; she loves over-the-top horror as much as I love coding her daily romantic prompts.