Weekend Link Dump

Strange Company does not believe that a dog is always man's best friend.

A dog is often a cat's best friend.

Let's snuggle up to this week's collection of links:

What the hell is this 2,000 year old battery?

What the hell was Marco Polo up to?

What the hell happened to the Baychimo?

What the hell happened to this Indian girl?

Watch out for those Thunder Beasts!

Watch out for the Black Beast of Harborough!

Watch out for Washington's Eagle!

Watch out for the Game of 100 Ghost Stories!

Watch out for those magnetic flips!

Watch out for Overlooking!

Watch out for the Valley of the Headless Corpses!

Watch out for Andy Kaufman!

Visiting India?  Watch out for the village of death!

Visiting Arizona?  Watch out for those disappearing houses!

Own a dog?  Please watch out for Overtoun Bridge!

Holocaust mannequins.

The one god that nobody envies.

Uncovering rooms fit for an Emperor.

The friendship between Ulysses S Grant and Mark Twain.

The society where you never get out alive.

A mysterious Argentinian explosion.

Everything you probably never wanted to know about English bloodletting.  Then again, if you're a reader of this blog, maybe you do indeed want to know.

California girls vs. New York belles, 1893.

A case of Alaskan witchcraft, 1915.

The founding of the Jockey Club.

Thomas Day, who died from an excess of good intentions.

Yes, there actually is a list of history's Top Ten Toilets.

Calling John St. John "a most remarkable quack" seems rather an understatement.

Aliens: Intergalactic slobs.

Mommie Damndest?

The dreadful history of putting animals on trial.

Exploring the "House of the Rising Sun," one of my least favorite classic songs.  The background history is pretty good, though.

New Jersey's lost elephant.

A Warren Commission insider says, "Oopsie!" a few decades too late.

Speaking of "Oopsie Moments," it's hard to top nuking yourself.

Kazakhstan's "Nazca Lines."

Enema buttons:  For when you need a wardrobe that proves you're really not full of...never mind.

Many years ago, my grandmother worked as a hospital janitor.  During her time there, the hospital's maternity ward had a woman who gave birth to twin girls.  The new mother insisted on naming them "Regina and Vagina."  She had only recently seen the latter word for the first time, and thought it sounded pretty.  According to my grandmother, the nurses and her doctor did their best to change her mind, but to no avail.  Anyway, if that little Vagina is still out there, someone has to introduce her to one of these guys.

A haunted mine?  Or a mini-"Blair Witch Project?"

A look at the early coffee houses of London.

X-Treme hats, Georgian edition.

Midwest witchcraft's greatest hits.

Was a Minnesota bear the ultimate warmonger?

George Washington vs. the body snatchers.

The conflicting loyalties of Robert Webster.

Sex tips from my favorite bunch of weirdos, the Victorians.

The surprisingly sinister history of the harmonica.

Frank Lloyd Wright's cathouse.

Holy Horseshoes, Batman!

As we've looked at Firehouse Cats on this blog, it seems only right to give equal time to Firehouse Dogs.

That wraps it up! See you on Monday, when I'll be looking at another 17th century New England haunting. In the meantime, the cats and I wish all you sweethearts goodnight: