Strange Company can always use some help picking winners at the racetrack.
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Unlike Eddie, who was not only the best cat, but the most astute handicapper we have ever known.
On to this latest edition of the Week in Weird:
What the hell is lighting up Cleveland?
What the hell did Lieutenant Larkin see?
What the hell was seen in the skies of New York in 1879?
What the hell is being heard on this radio station?
What the hell is under our very noses?
Watch out for those Norwegian interdimensional portals!
Watch out for those Georgian STDs!
Watch out for those Bradford Humbugs!
Watch out for those sarcastic Vikings!
Watch out for those Vibratoriums!
Watch out for those brazen talking heads!
Watch out for Harriet the Haunted Head!
Watch out for Shiny the Devil Cat!
Wonderful old photos of "Wonderful" London.
If you wish to spend eternity with the gods, pack a good lunch first.
An ancient Egyptian soldier writes a melancholy letter home.
Been longing for the chance to put the Total Perspective Vortex on your computer and realize anew what pitifully insignificant creatures we earthlings are? You're welcome.
Stonehenge as prehistoric glockenspiel.
Hey, everybody! Let's show those Sad Squonks and Soul-Sucking Cats some love!
When animals go to war.
More wartime animals, featuring pigeon photographers, British elephants, and, of course, rocket cats.
The alley cats of old New York.
Very eerie story of two sisters who disappeared...over 30 years apart.
Helen Duncan, the "last of the witches."
More scientific bad, bad ideas.
The UFO files of the German Secret Service.
Strange road signs from the supernatural superhighway.
Fanchon and Marco: an early Hollywood sensation.
When you manage to earn the nickname "El Loco," you've earned a spot on this blog.
When you build a church to honor the memory of dogs, you've earned a spot in my heart.
Witchy women.
The beautiful, ill-fated, and slightly mysterious Mary March of Newfoundland.
Here Came the Sun.
The recently-discovered photo journal of a WWI soldier.
As Bertie Wooster would say, aunts aren't gentlemen.
Road trip to Point Dume, anyone?
A brief history of life in darkness. (Incidentally, I've read "At Day's Close," and it's a wonderful book.)
Using cats as hired assassins is just...wrong. Leave 'em alone to commit their own murders, I say.
I may have to volunteer to write a whole series of BabyLit Edgar Allan Poe books. Your infants complaining about teething? Read 'em "BabyLit Berenice." Want to teach your kids to be careful about offending the wrong people? Pick up "BabyLit Cask of Amontillado." "Mommy, this kitten followed me home. Can I keep him?" Whip out "BabyLit Black Cat." Sick of overly expensive children's birthday parties? Read the spoiled brats "BabyLit Hop-Frog." Need to scare them into doing their homework? Plant the idea of "BabyLit Pit and the Pendulum" into their disobedient little heads.
Damn it, I think I'm really on to something here.
And we're done! Have fun this weekend sending your two-year-old off to a lifetime of intense therapy with "BabyLit Valdemar." In the meantime, I'll see you on Monday, when I shall introduce you to a 19th century man who was to acting what our old friend William Nathan Stedman was to poetry.
I think you should totally write that BabyLit series.
ReplyDeleteI have to admit, I'm really infatuated with the idea.
DeleteDO IT!! BabyLit idea, that is--I want to read BabyLit Fall of the House of Usher. You could sell it with a set of blocks--the kids could build their own little HOU and then knock it into the tarn. BabyLit Tell-Tale Heart could be sold with a battery operated plastic heart (try to figure out where the beating sound is coming from!) Or maybe just soothe kids like an alarm clock soothes a puppy.... The licensed merchandising/tie-in possibilities are ENDLESS.
ReplyDeleteThanks for including me and Mrs Daffodil in the links this week! I'm loving the sarcastic Vikings, the badgering aunt with the prenatal advice, the poisoned humbugs, and the seance messages.
The House of Usher lego set! I love it!
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