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November 14, 2022

I guess I forgot to tell you that I am working again; I put in three days a week as a sales associate with Edmunds and Associates. I am covering eastern North Carolina, so far so good.

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One of these days I hope to make it to the website.

Last month we went on a Mediterranean cruise through the Greek Isles, Malta, Sicily and Italy. In following with the theme of this blog I give you the Pompeii girl:

Originally thought to be in her early 20's, archeologists now think she was in her mid-teens.

That is as morbid as I can get right now, I'll try to step it up for the next edition of.........Tales of the Macaaaaaaaaaaaaaaabre

Wait What?

Yes, on July 29, 2022 for the very first time I was terminated. Yes, I know what you are thinking, and you are not the only one to say "you should have been fired several times" and you are correct, just not original at this point in time. BVC took good care of me so there are no complaints, and I will continue to work in the industry, more on that later.

So what am I to do? Our Czech Republic/Austria trip was cancelled thanks to the evil collusion on American Airlines and British Airways. We lost some cash on the deal, and have a sour taste in our mouths for going to Europe right now unless we can fly directly.

Since I suddenly had time on my hands we went to the NC mountains. We started at Pigeon Forge, went to Cherokee, Boone, and then into VA. We were able to drive for a bit on the Skyline Drive, but the rain and fog forced us to lower elevations and then to home. 

But I have been fishing more! I bought a fishing kayak with a trailer, it peddles like a bicycle and is pretty stable. Hopefully I can use that in some skinny water. Bill Weinhold showed me the Spanish mackerel secret and we have been pretty good.

What is next? Beats me, stay tuned.

July 1, 2022

Then Came Who?

Betty fell and broke her wrist and is now in a rehab that she does not care for..................

Maybe that should be then came whom? I don't know, we will have to see, but this opening of a tv show I enjoyed as a teenager came to mind. Never really got to do much of this on my motorcycles but it was always a dream. Looks like that will all it will ever be, a dream.

Live your dreams, don't wait. 

Interesting that the driver of the car looked like he could be a relative of Bill Clinton. Think so?

INDIANAPOLIS     

...........is in 15 days, and I was there last week so we stray away from the macabre to discuss scenes from Indiana. But first, I promised you some dirt on Ol Davy Crockett. When I was in San Antonio I read about him and his last days at the Alamo. I knew he did not die standing at the top of the wall swinging his musket, here is what I found.............Sorry, it appears as though he surrendered and then was executed. Santa Ana was disgusted with all of the defenders who did surrender and had them quickly killed, as he had promised: "no prisoners."

Now on to pictures:here are some GOAT candidates. Lewis is in the top 5 as is Mike, not sure about the kickball player, Brady: I think so. But it is all opinion.

 

Welcome to the Indianapolis airport, an old car of Mario's awaits.

That saying has a nice ring to it

As does the wall of the downtown JW Marriott

It always amazed me how narrow this circuit is, in the photograph you can see the inside stands and the outside ones, there is a pit road and a racetrack between them.

Georgetown Road is now blocked off, and there is a traffic circle south of there, but no northbound access to this road any longer.

I think this might be a sign

Indiana Military Museum, this is a Sherman tank from WW2, we were told not to touch.

Interesting message of love for this coming Sunday

Vincennes is the home of this funny man, there are lots of shrines around town for him.

Before I left town I had an early dinner, St. Elmo's is hard to beat. 

Again, catchy phrase

New race car in the airport

As noted on the car's halo: and yes it is, 2 weekends til green flag.

Before we sign off, ladies and gentlemen, Mr. Jim Nabors for his final performance of that song that is stuck in my brain, from 2014 (and we were there), and don't forget to sing along:

From a faithful and now contributing reader, the grave site of the greatest horse of all time:

And since we are getting close and this after all this is a macabre blog, next week I will add some gory pics from the bad things that happened at the track. You arrrrrrrrrrrre welcome. 

 

39 Days and Counting

But after all, who is counting? Oh yes, I am and so is this guy; Butch Welsch from St. Louis.

Mr. Welsch is a successful HVAC/R dealer who was a good friend of Trion and Everett Lytle. 

He has attended a few Indianapolis 500s in the past, listen to how many. 

Man That Is Living, The Sandra West Story

While leaving San Antonio this week I just had to go pay my respects to the lady with the most expensive vault since Cleopatra's. (editor's note: we never know when this is truth and when it is bull shit)

A simple headstone laid in the San Antonio Alamo Masonic cemetery, an old graveyard that is not kept up very well. No famous San Antonians are interred there. However, under this plain marker there is an interesting vault placed in 1977:

Inside the box, and then covered with concrete is this lovely lady:

After death, she was placed in one of her Ferraris wearing her favorite lacy nightgown and with the seat "slanted comfortably" all at the direct instructions from her last will and testament. 

The funeral director said the car in this photograph was not the burial Ferrari, she had three. Some say she was in a 64 American, some say it was her Dino. Regardless I guess one has these choices when one marries an oil tycoon who precedes you into the great unknown (No judgement here, just an observation. Besides, who am I to judge? I married a wealthy school teacher!)

There are conflicting reports on how she passed away, there were some reports that she overdosed on prescription drugs, another report said she died from complications after an auto crash. However her Beverly Hills physician described her as "a psychotic with a tendency toward paranoia and hallucination." Welllll, potay-to, potah-to, she seemed like a pretty fascinating young lady. 

In closing you might ask why investigate the final resting spot of Sandra West and not Davy Crockett? Thank you, that is a good question and I am glad you asked it. Hold on to your coonskin cap, you might not like the answer, next time on Tales of the Macabre!

Guts and Gore

I have a target rich environment of the macabre this week but I will pull it back a little and instead, talk about oddities of famous persons' deaths.

Isadora Duncan

Isadora Duncan, a famous dancer in the 1920’s wore a long scarf. She jumped in a sports car with no roof and the scarf got caught in the spokes of one of the wheels, and she was strangled.

Lou Gehrig

Lou Gehrig. ALS causes loss of muscle control but many people diagnosed know what's in store for them. They know they will be losing the ability to walk, talk and even breathe.

It is even weirder that he died from a disease that had the same name. I mean, what are the odds?

And finally, what a great way to be remembered:

David Carradine: Bondage Gone Too Far

Carradine was a successful martial artist and actor who appeared in the hit series Kung Fu. Carradine actually learned a lot of his martial arts techniques through his immersive experiences and training while filming kung fu films. While filming in Bangkok, police found Carradine unclothed and hanging from a rope in the closet of his hotel room. At first, most assumed that Carradine's passing would be labeled as a suicide. However, autopsy reports ruled that his demise was caused by autoerotic asphyxiation.

Details about Carradine's interests in bondage and experimental sex provided further evidence that his suffocation was likely accidental, and not intentional.

It is so good to know that it was accidental!