January 2nd, 2004

breeden

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The last thing that went through my head before the tyranny of the alarm clock dragged me into the waking world was "Great! We've got the white snake, now we gotta find a white goat."

Feeding time or twisted albino animal scavenger hunt? Only my hindbrain knows for sure...
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breeden

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The last thing that went through my head before the tyranny of the alarm clock dragged me into the waking world was “Great! We’ve got the white snake, now we gotta find a white goat.”

Feeding time or twisted albino animal scavenger hunt? Only my hindbrain knows for sure…

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.

breeden

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Fans of historical weirdos--god, I love rotten.com!--may be intrigued to know that today is the anniversary (in 1611) of the conviction of Elizabeth Bathory, the blood countess--yes, that one, with the sadism and the weirdness and most notably the bathing in vats of virgin blood to stay young--on 610 counts of murder.

As horrible as this is, you can't help but be impressed by the scope. 'Das a lot of virgins.

Since she was of the nobility, they didn't execute her (although they did off her procurers) but instead walled her up alive in her castle and delivered food and water occasionally, until she died a few years later of causes probably related to being walled up alive in her castle.
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breeden

(no subject)

Fans of historical weirdos–god, I love rotten.com!–may be intrigued to know that today is the anniversary (in 1611) of the conviction of Elizabeth Bathory, the blood countess–yes, that one, with the sadism and the weirdness and most notably the bathing in vats of virgin blood to stay young–on 610 counts of murder.

As horrible as this is, you can’t help but be impressed by the scope. ‘Das a lot of virgins.

Since she was of the nobility, they didn’t execute her (although they did off her procurers) but instead walled her up alive in her castle and delivered food and water occasionally, until she died a few years later of causes probably related to being walled up alive in her castle.

Originally published at Tea with the Squash God. You can comment here or there.