It's summer! Let's enjoy it!
|Western News, Sept. 3, 1947, via British Newspaper Archive|
Take a cue from my new hero, Otis.
Behold this week's edition of Links 'R' Us:
Where the hell was the Garden of Eden?
What the hell was the deal with these elk bones?
What the hell was the deal with this list of Sumerian kings?
What the hell was the deal with Rothschild's tusk?
One of the eerier modern mysteries: What the hell happened to Elisa Lam?
Watch out for Charles Jamrach's menagerie!
Watch out for Mrs. Caudle!
Watch out for those gloves!
Watch out for those Zeppelins!
Watch out for those Thunderbirds!
Australia is really humming!
The world is really booming!
Your nifty bit of irony for the week.
Behold, the world's oldest sandwich. Pass the pickles.
"The Case for the UFO": one of the world's classic Weird Books.
Some wonderful little videos of old Welsh castles.
Well, color me surprised.
The oldest known case of Down's Syndrome.
Ancient Peruvians were not space aliens. Giorgio Tsoukalos hardest hit.
Lightening up the Black Prince. At this rate, history won't have any good villains left.
Chile has an official UFO.
Recreating 18th century dinner parties. Only without the poxy cooks!
A guide to sailing the Super-Sargasso Sea.
Uncovering the private lives of Isaac Newton.
Another ghost catches their murderer.
Why you should always listen to those inner voices.
A look at the saintly history of the Camino de Frances. Featuring zombie chickens.
The long history of the London Stone.
Dr. Carl Wickland, psychiatrist of the dead.
Because beauty just isn't beauty without hog jaws and whale wax.
Some controversial letters written by Warren Harding are set to finally be made public.
Wikileaks talks UFOs.
Stonehenge, meet Seahenge.
What not to do next time you visit a 17th century coffeehouse.
How to make a fool of yourself dueling.
And, finally, our song of the week. I'm all for a good seafaring tune, but I love this tribute to the gentler pleasures of Scotland's Crinan Canal:
That's it for this week! See you on Monday--assuming my home, along with the rest of the West Coast, has not slid into the sea over the weekend--when I'll be looking at a 19th century Earl who was a horse's worst nightmare.