Sunday, December 03, 2006

Naps / RAM / Church explosions, board games, corpses sitting upright

I had a nice two-hour nap earlier, so I'm a little more refreshed now. Corey's now telling me that I should take care of the fan / memory RAM issues first before getting the hard drive, but there's no time left to dilly-dally on that one! Not that I *was* doing such a thing, of course... I just hope the rain comes on Monday! ;)

This old-time radio show I'm listening to has references to a Doctor and the TARDIS. Must be a Doctor Who thing... at least I think so.


Today's Explosive Yet Truly Morbid Fact!

On August 18, 1769, huge quantities of gunpowder were being stored at the church of Saint Nazaire, in the northern Italian city of Brescia, when a bolt of lightning set fire to the church. Soon after, the powder magazine exploded, killing some three thousand people and demolishing all the buildings in the surrounding area.

Culled from: The Pessimist's Guide To History

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Morbid Link Du Jour!

Looking for a morbid board game to play with your friends? Here's a website that lists a few of them. I personally quite like the sound of Gloom.

Thanks to Elizabeth for the link.

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"My Uncle's Brush With Morbidity" by BK

"This brush with morbidity is really my uncle Jay's story. He works as a locksmith, and this incident occurred during the mid-eighties. A local funeral home contracted him to change their locks, and he was working at five in the morning while it was still dark out. Almost every door in that building had a lock, and only my uncle and his co-worker were there at the time. One room had a light burnt out, so they were working in semi-darkness with only flashlights and the light from the hall outside the door. It was the perfect set-up... two men alone in the morgue in the dark. As Jay tells it, from across the room there was a 'thud' and the upper half* of the lid of a casket flew open as the corpse within bolted straight up into a sitting position (the lid wasn't fully shut). Jay's co-worker soiled himself and fled down the hall. My uncle realized it was just the effects of the brain and nerves decomposing, but nonetheless he had to finish the lock in that room with a corpse sitting erect not ten feet away, eyes wide open, 'staring' at him. His cowardly and humiliated companion had by this point returned and they scrambled to finish the lock and then, as Jay puts it, 'got the Hell outta there.'

*in the US, most casket lids are divided through the middle forming an upper and a lower lid. The lower lid is usually closed and the upper opened during a viewing of the deceased.

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