Do try to cheer up.
Here's the latest collection of links:
What the hell is this bird-killing grey goo?
What the hell did happen to this WWI battalion?
What the hell did these medieval monks see on the Moon?
What the hell did happen in Aurora, Texas in 1897?
What the hell is going on at Lake Baikal?
Watch out for the Big Cats of Kent!
Watch out for those levitating law books!
Yet another example of the dangers of being a teetotaler.
The man who buried himself.
Smelling for good health.
Did John Sagar poison his wife?
Know your hobgoblins!
Sophie Germain, an intuitive 18th century mathematical genius.
If we have ghosts to thank for modern civilization, the spooks have a lot to answer for.
An early 19th century Easter roundup.
BREAKING: Man not killed by meteorite.
Is the truth out there?
Humanity saved by an Anglo-Saxon Super-Haggis; or, everything medically old is new again.
The Monster of Florence, and the general hazards of dietrologia.
The legend of Lydia Taft: yet another reason not to trust Wikipedia.
An 18th century parachutist.
The Lascaux cave paintings: a star map?
A vaudeville actress' mysterious death.
Robert the Bruce in 3-D.
The fight over the Romanov bones goes on.
A Vizier writes a great "Screw you, buddy" letter to an Imam, 1826.
Some examples of people who have left their entire bodies to science. Yes, of course Jeremy "Wax Head" Bentham tops the list.
How to make your umbrella less lethal.
On the other hand, of course...
Meet Miss Sanderson. She's here to serve tea and kick ass. And she's all out of tea. http://t.co/Ch1ucB8j2r pic.twitter.com/VZWNaLyJUr
— Undine (@HorribleSanity) March 31, 2015
Some April 1st "jolly japes."
That time the newspapers managed to kill Death.
The case of the violin-maker, the hidden Nazi treasure, and the coded musical score.
Spring-heeled Jack and the Monkey Man.
Frankly, I'd find a lamb-faced human much more terrifying.
How to be "conversable."
A 1909 chat with Galileo and Isaac Newton.
18th century female food riots.
Oh, just another Bulgarian Werewolf Poet.
Oh, just another Greek vampire infestation.
The screams of Ben Nevis.
Meet the Human Frog, fleeting Victorian sensation.
A mysterious carving in an ancient tomb.
Yet another scandalous Georgian elopement.
The dark side of the Georgian Era, as seen in the death of a young chimney sweep.
And, finally, since I know you've been all dying to ask me, "Undine, how the hell do I fake a nose injury?" here you go.
And we're done! See you on Monday, when I'll present a companion piece to my earlier post about Cora Strayer. It turns out that early 20th century Chicago boasted not one, but two colorful female detectives. In the meantime, I wish you calm seas and a prosperous voyage.