"...we should pass over all biographies of 'the good and the great,' while we search carefully the slight records of wretches who died in prison, in Bedlam, or upon the gallows."
~Edgar Allan Poe

Friday, August 9, 2013

Weekend Link Dump


Strange company wishes to remind everyone that dreams are nothing more than wishes, and a wish is just a dream you wish to come true.


Let's play Name That Tune!

This week's Supply of the Surreal:

So, what the hell is going on in Norfolk, Virginia?

"Weather balloon."  That's the government equivalent of the murder defendant saying, "I just bought that arsenic to kill rats!"

Here's an update on the Norfolk story.  Curiouser and curiouser.

What the hell is going on in Turkey?

And what the hell was going on at the Smithsonian?

And what the hell was in the Florida sky?

And what the hell is falling in Zimbabwe?

And what the hell is going on with these baboons?

And what the hell happened to the dinosaurs?

And what the hell happened to cause this Siberian crater?

And what the...uh, what in Heaven's name happened in Missouri?

You want to know why I'm proud of my Latvian heritage?  This is one damn good reason why I'm proud of my Latvian heritage.

People are really swinish sometimes, aren't they?

The Ghost of the Keokuk Dam:  Fact or fiction?

The evil Black Cloud of Wales.

Continuing the theme:  London's favorite spooks.

How a series of catastrophes in Edinburgh changed firefighting around the world.

You know what's next with this app, don't you?  Telemarketers from beyond the grave.

The End of the World, all in one handy chart!

Don't you just hate it when UFO's cause traffic jams?

Yesterday was World Cat Day, aka The Internet's Most Superfluous Holiday.  To celebrate, here's some beautiful, bookish felines.

The rewards of being a mudlark.

Solving the mystery of the stolen Edgar Allan Poe daguerreotype?

That wraps it up for now.  I hope you'll join me Monday, when I will introduce you to a man who was a mind-bogglingly awful poet, deranged stalker, religious crank, crazed political activist, and failed con man.  I love this guy.

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