In the words of the classic pop song, Strange Company believes we all need somebody to lean on.
The cats heartily agree.
On to this week's link-o-rama:
What the hell is underneath Seattle?
What the hell were the Durham Lights?
What the hell were the fiery exhalations of Merionethshire?
What the hell was the Demon Child of Cleveland?
What the hell is this hellish Australian river?
What the hell is this chain-smoking rock?
What the hell is ordinary table salt?
What the hell is killing off sea stars?
Meet the Gannet Club. And then duck.
At long last: Black Plague--the video game!
The earliest known photo of Canada.
Another first: the earliest known prison memoir written by an African-American.
Annie Rube: Murderer, or nut case? Or both? We'll never know!
The Mystery of the Arctic Arsenic.
"Poetess Weds Lion-Tamer." I don't think I need to say more.
Marital bliss, Georgian-style.
Maternal bliss, Queen Victoria-style.
A Nissan finds itself thrust into the world of the purranormal. Quote of the Week: "I don’t know what it is trying to tell me. I don’t know cat language."
Gift-distributing tips, just in time for the holidays! I may add, that if my readers do not dress themselves like the young lady in the photo, I will be extremely disappointed. Thrill your friends! Amaze your family! Inspire the neighbors to call 911!
Louis de Luxembourg, aristocratic weasel.
My family was on this map. Anyone else here have relatives who were DPs?
A look back at the talented, but fatally troubled jockey Mary Bacon.
A perfect gift for the witch on your Christmas list: The amazing black roses of Halfeti.
Did this fellow help build Stonehenge?
Writers of horror fiction who could use some inspiration? Here's the tweet for you:
MT @Brilliant_Ads Why not buy your loved one a life-size facsimile of you? Real ad '72 pic.twitter.com/u7uHSrFRKA <Pure Stepford, via @Suburbman
— Lynn Shepherd (@Lynn_Shepherd) December 15, 2013
And finally, as this is the last Link Dump before the holiday, here is "The Night Before Christmas," Edgar Allan Poe style. You're welcome.
See you all on Monday, with a story of a Christmas Eve spent with some very strange company.