"...we should pass over all biographies of 'the good and the great,' while we search carefully the slight records of wretches who died in prison, in Bedlam, or upon the gallows."
~Edgar Allan Poe

Friday, August 23, 2013

Weekend Link Dump


Strange company is thinking of learning hypnosis.


The cats come by that talent naturally.

This week's Path Through the Peculiar:

If you happen to know what the hell this is, please do not tell me.

So, what the hell is in a South African army base?

So, what the hell is in a Nova Scotia pond?

What the hell was in Rendlesham Forest?

What the hell was in Kentucky?

What the hell is above us?

What the hell is right under our noses?!

You want to be a successful archaeologist?  Forget all those years of school and training.  Just get reincarnated as a badger.

So, it turns out Edgar Allan Poe is linked to UFOs.  No, I'm not at all surprised, either.

In which we are left pondering the question:  Do you want black dogs with burning eyes, or fairies?  Can't have both!

Speaking of UFOs, did Britain have its own "Roswell incident?"

"Stoney Jack," London's most curious antiquarian.

A photo series of an abandoned house in the woods that's become a Holiday Inn for wild animals.  Some wonderful images.

Out: Mayan Calendar.  In:  Edward Snowden!

Everybody sing!  "It's the end of the world, NSA knows it..."

Meet the oldest known globe to depict the New World.  On an ostrich egg.

You thought ancient Peruvians didn't have LOLcats?  Think again, my friends!

When the extraterrestrials land and take over this planet for good, they will be accompanied by LOLcats.  Count on it.

In ancient Egypt, on the other hand, I think the cats were LOL-ing at us.

Don't you hate it when you go digging around in old graveyards, and buried alien heads pop up?

Well, now that I think of it, if you're a reader of this blog, chances are you'd love it.

Here is this week's segment of Owls Are Weird.

Need a few extra bucks?  Sell your body!  Uh, it isn't quite what you think.

Every weird thing that happens in Florida is now explained.  It's all thanks to Robert.

That wraps it up.  See you on Monday, when I will discuss the death of Dolly Reynolds, an epic Gilded Age murder mystery.

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