A stranger showed up in Silgo, Ireland on 12 June 2009. He was nice enough older man that kept to himself. He wandered the town, mailed some things, had his meals, snuck cigarettes in the hall instead of going outside, and went to the beach. Nothing really odd about that until he checked out with less luggage than he had checked in with and was found dead on the beach he’d visited the next morning. Then it turns out he’d given a fake name and address to the hotel. Who was the man that said he was Peter Bergmann? The police turned to CCTV to find him on the footage. What they saw raised more questions than it answered.
Welcome to pre-K for Aaron in 1995. He was a scarecrow and signed up to bring the Halloween cake for his daycare class. Back then he went to Milestone EduCare in Kalamazoo, Michigan. I was more Martha Stewart-y back then so instead of doing what a sane mother with a job would do – order one from the bakery I made it. I have to say to this day I am proud of how the “Monster ARGGGHH!!” (make claw like hands beside your face while saying it) cake turned out. I do not want to know what it looked like when 8 3 yr olds and 2 teachers were finished. I like to remember it as it was. I’m sure no one else remembers, not even “Monster ARGGGHH!!” Aaron but I remember it fondly as my BOO! Cake.
Ever seen something that just on first sight seemed malevolent to you? Say a doll that felt threatening? A sculpture that made Weeping Angels in Dr. Who seem tame? Your rational side knows it’s just an object but your gut screams threat. Yep there’s a word for that feeling. It is…
When we were apartment camping without much internet or TV reception we went to the movies every weekend. We saw several movies that normally I would have passed until they were on TV. But given the situation we paid the price to get out, sit in chairs other than camping ones, see something other than DVDs and enjoy ourselves. Money Monster was one of those movies.
We didn’t see much of New Orleans before our departure. Just dinner in the French Quarter the night before our departure. We’d saved our touring for after the cruise. It was here we used Uber for the first time. One trip was great, the other – well we wound up going the wrong way on a divided highway and miles from our hotel but he corrected and all was good. The worst trip was in a cab from the hotel to go home, so I’ll Uber again. What did we do here? We did the World War II museum, a ghost tour, ate, played with a ghost app, stayed in the House of the Rising Sun that was supposedly haunted. All I can say is I didn’t like the old elevator – it felt like a coffin… was slow and cha-kunked it’s way up. That scared me the most, I closed my eyes and clung to Mike on the way up. Then we walked our way down. What take the stairs up! Pfft you gotta be kidding and miss riding in the coffin-vator? There’s a small photo of him in it looking worried for me. Oh and the photo of Mike sitting in the sidewalk cafe looking all relaxed after breakfast is my new phone’s wallpaper. Love that man, love that photo.
If you like puzzles do I have a tale for you. If you like mysteries that are taking place here and now – do I have a tale for you. To solve it you have to master many knowledge bases, travel the world or have connections around the world, and work fairly quickly because there is a time limit. What do you get if you get to the very end and solve all the puzzles? No one has said. Who is putting out these complicated puzzles? No one is telling. This is the tale of Cicada 3301 something I’ve been watching from the start…
Belle was our dog for 19 years. She was a sweet smart mutt that definitely had some golden Lab in her. Now that the Carolina Dog is becoming a recognized breed I have to say that Belle fit them very well and was from South Carolina. As you can tell from this photo she was game for anything – Even costumes. So kick off Halloween with the fun spirit of Belle!