Dismembered bodies, Blog of Death, bodies in your house, Ruthless Rhymes
We won 2-1 against the Dallas Stars tonight, and have a 3-1 series lead! How cool is that?! Heh, I just got an email from Eric - I'm not PROUD so much as amused! Then again, he knows I'm way too easily amused, haha.
Today's Charred Yet Truly Morbid Fact!
A suicide note in the pocket of a man who jumped off the Omni Royal Orleans Hotel late Tuesday led police to the grisly scene of his girlfriend's murder, where they found her charred head in a pot on the stove, her legs and arms baked in the oven and the rest of her dismembered body in a trash bag in the refrigerator, according to police and the couple's landlord. The man, Zackery Bowen, a tall 28-year-old man with long blond hair, confessed in the note to have killed his girlfriend, Adriane "Addie" Hall, 30, on Oct. 5, according to police sources and friends of the couple. Officially, police declined to release the name of the victim, saying she was still a "Jane Doe" until the remains of her body could be forensically identified. "This is not accidental. I had to take my own life to pay for the one I took," Bowen wrote in a short suicide note found in a plastic bag in his pants' front pocket, which directed police to the scene of the crime and gave a synopsis of what he had done, according to sources familiar with the case. A source familiar with the investigation said that detectives found two pots on the stove, one containing a the victim's head and the other her hands and feet. Next to the pot containing the head were carrots and potatoes that had been cut up, but none had been placed in the pots. In the oven were turkey-basting trays containing human legs and arms, the source said. At least one of the pans had seasoning sprinkled on the human remains. At an afternoon news conference, Chief of Detectives Anthony Cannatella said there was no evidence of cannibalism on the scene, and an autopsy on Bowen, done some 13 days after he claimed to have committed the murder, showed no evidence of body parts in his system.
Culled from: NOLA.com
Generously submitted by: Margrock
**********************************************************************
Here's some additional information on this case from PopBitch, sent to me by Alastair:
"Bartender Zach Bowen became one of the most famous faces of Hurricane Katrina. He refused to leave the French Quarter of New Orleans, and was offered shelter by a fellow bartender who quickly became his new girlfriend, Addie Hall. Hall and Bowen helped clean up the streets and invited reporters round for cocktails and cigarettes, claiming 'We're having a civilized hurricane.'
"Sadly, in October, Addie ended up in a cooking pot and Bowen jumped off the roof of the Omni Hotel. Police found his girlfriend's head in a pot on the stove, and her legs and feet inside the oven. The couple had recently moved into this flat. It was above the Voodoo Spiritual Temple and Cultural Centre."
Okay, now that the change of mailing lists is calming down, I will definitely have the results of the Ruthless Rhymes contest tomorrow. *Definitely.*
*******
Morbid Site Du Jour!
The Blog of Death is another excellent way to keep track of the latest noteworthy people who have given up the ghost:
Thanks to J. Bo for the link.
*******
Wretched Recommendations!
Nitemare969 recommends a classic of Japanese gore:
Ichi The Killer
"I think that you would enjoy Ichi The Killer. It is a Japanese gorefest about a young gentleman molded into a serial killer. The visuals and interaction of the characters are rather interesting. I am not a true gore fan, but I truly enjoyed this one. I especially liked the scene in which a gentleman catches a punch in his mouth, and removed the flesh from his hand thanks to some rather interesting body modifications."
Today's Strange-Smelling Yet Truly Morbid Fact!
A woman's body was found wedged upside-down behind a bookcase in the home she shared with relatives who had spent nearly two weeks looking for her. A spokesman for the Pasco County Sheriff's Office said Mariesa Weber's death was not suspicious. Family members said they believe she fell over as she tried to adjust the plug of a television behind the bookshelf. Weber, 38, returned home Oct. 28 and greeted her mother, then wasn't seen again. Her family thought she had been kidnapped and contacted authorities. Family members scoured her room for clues but found nothing, though they did notice a strange smell. On Nov. 9, Weber's sister went into her bedroom and looked behind a bookcase, where she saw the woman's foot. Using a flashlight, the family saw Weber was wedged upside-down behind the unit. "I'm sleeping in the same house as her for 11 days, looking for her," her mother, Connie Weber, told the St. Petersburg Times. "And she's right in the bedroom." Both Weber and her sister had previously adjusted the television plug by standing on a bureau next to the shelf and leaning over the top. Her family believes Weber, who was 5-foot-3 and barely 100 pounds, may have fallen headfirst into the space. "She's a little thing," her mother said. "And the bookcase is 6 feet tall and solid. And she couldn't get out." The sheriff's office said Weber appeared to have died because she was unable to breathe in the position she was in.
Culled from: Unspecified Source
Generously submitted by: Skye
**********************************************************************
Here's an update on this story - apparently, the woman had as many drugs in her as Anna Nicole!
Thanks to Lucky Starla for the link.
*******
Ruthless Rhymes Contest Results!
Yes, I finally have a winner for the Ruthless Rhymes Contest. To refresh your memory, the object of the rhyme was to write a short (10-14 lines) and morbid poem in the style of Harry Graham whose Ruthless Rhymes For Heartless Homes provided the inspiration. I received many excellent submissions and it was difficult to narrow it down, but I chose a winning rhyme that I felt best captured the spirit of Harry Graham. I thought I'd also share some of my favorite runner-ups, since they were so good.
Let's start with the runner-ups and work our way to the victor...
RUTHLESS RUNNER-UPS!
I thought I'd start out with a couple of simple little rhymes that can make even a vegetarian smile...
What's... er... Who's For Dinner?
Jerky
Crispy and juicy
and red like the sun.
My friend came for dinner
and he's almost done.
by: Victor "The Undertaker" Ives w/ HauntedHotSauce.com
*******
DEAR ALBERT
Dear Albert, he loved children -
He thought they were quite sweet,
Especially once he learned
To tenderize the meat.
- Denise Young
*******
POOR JEFFREY
Poor Jeffrey was a lonely man,
He didn't know how to flirt!
He'd pick up hitchhikers instead,
Named Steve, or Dave, or Burt.
He'd take them home and show his love,
But when they tried to leave -
Poor Jeffrey couldn't handle it,
Poor Jeffrey, he would grieve.
The loneliness inside would swell,
Poor Jeffrey would turn vicious,
His lovers would all still be gone,
But at least they were delicious.
- Denise Young
*******
Moldies But Goodies!
Everybody can sing along with this one!
The Ballad of Eddie Gein
(Sung to the tune of The Beverly Hillbillies, briskly, with feeling)
Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Ed
Old necrophile, had a preference for the dead
Then one day when he was checkin' the obits
A picture of a gal gave him tremblin' fits!
Well, the first thing you know, ol' Ed's away from there
With a shovel and a pick and a real determined air.
Couple hours later while he's diggin' in the ground,
His shovel hits a box and his lover he's found!
So he loads her on the truck, and he takes her to the farm
Lays her on the table, and he contemplates her charm
Inspiration hits like a message from above
Ed knows the way to eternalize love!
Well, the rest is his-tor-y coz we never saw before
A fella quite like Eddie and his taste in home decor!
But the legacy he left and his final saving grace
Was a whole new meaning to the term "to save face!"
- Eleanor Cooney
*******
And here's a much more uplifting take on the Dorothy Parker classic Resumé. You know Resumé, right?
Resumé
Razors pain you; Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give;
Gas smells awful; You might as well live.
Well, as much as I love Dorothy Parker, I think I prefer Megan's version - don't you?
Epitaph (Apologies to Dorothy Parker)
Razors cut keenly;
Rivers run deep;
Acids eat through you;
Drugs put you to sleep.
Guns make holes cleanly;
Nooses hang high;
Gas smells serenely;
You might as well die.
*******
Just Because...
This one gets special mention just for including the MFDJ within its lovely stanzas!
Consumed
by: Victor "The Undertaker" Ives w/ HauntedHotSauce.com
I read the Morbid Fact Du Jour,
and savor every line.
I cannot do much more now since
the maggots reached my spine.
My nurse found this site too bizarre.
She didn't get the humor.
She died in that chair weeks ago.
I've not the strength to move her.
It's been three days since I last wrote,
but I don't feel much pain.
I read my final Fact Du Jour
as maggots eat my brain.
*******
The Second Runner-Up
I love the twist in this one... I guess they don't call her "Twisted Princess" for nothing.
UNNAMED POEM #4
For a nickel, you can come inside
And see my brother who committed suicide.
Watch him swinging on a rope,
And see my mommy trying to cope.
While my stepdad tries to hide
Evidence it wasn't a suicide.
-twistedprincess
*******
The First Runner-Up
I think this one captured a bit of that Harry Graham... erm... "flavor."
UNNAMED POEM #2
In her garden Sue was weeding,
When she came across maggots feeding.
On her husband which she had slain,
For tracking in mud from the rain.
She wished that he had been much thinner,
Too much fat to enjoy for dinner.
He failed to please her as an appetizer,
So she used him instead as fertilizer.
-twistedprincess
*******
And The Winner Is...
I selected this one because I feel like Lady Muck most closely replicated the style of a Harry Graham Ruthless Rhyme. Well done, M'Lady!
Dear little Molly said to Mother
"O is something wrong with brother?
Baby is lying still on the floor,
and won't play with me anymore."
Mama said "I'll come and check."
She found the nursery quite a wreck.
O, the ground is wet and sticky!
In Molly's hands is something icky.
"It's not MY fault there's a mess," said she,
"he wanted to play autopsy."
Then Molly held up Baby's heart
and Mother did get such a start!
By Lady Muck
Congratulations, Lady Muck - you are the proud owner of a Desensitize Yourself T-shirt!
Stay tuned for our next fun-filled contest!
Today's Charred Yet Truly Morbid Fact!
A suicide note in the pocket of a man who jumped off the Omni Royal Orleans Hotel late Tuesday led police to the grisly scene of his girlfriend's murder, where they found her charred head in a pot on the stove, her legs and arms baked in the oven and the rest of her dismembered body in a trash bag in the refrigerator, according to police and the couple's landlord. The man, Zackery Bowen, a tall 28-year-old man with long blond hair, confessed in the note to have killed his girlfriend, Adriane "Addie" Hall, 30, on Oct. 5, according to police sources and friends of the couple. Officially, police declined to release the name of the victim, saying she was still a "Jane Doe" until the remains of her body could be forensically identified. "This is not accidental. I had to take my own life to pay for the one I took," Bowen wrote in a short suicide note found in a plastic bag in his pants' front pocket, which directed police to the scene of the crime and gave a synopsis of what he had done, according to sources familiar with the case. A source familiar with the investigation said that detectives found two pots on the stove, one containing a the victim's head and the other her hands and feet. Next to the pot containing the head were carrots and potatoes that had been cut up, but none had been placed in the pots. In the oven were turkey-basting trays containing human legs and arms, the source said. At least one of the pans had seasoning sprinkled on the human remains. At an afternoon news conference, Chief of Detectives Anthony Cannatella said there was no evidence of cannibalism on the scene, and an autopsy on Bowen, done some 13 days after he claimed to have committed the murder, showed no evidence of body parts in his system.
Culled from: NOLA.com
Generously submitted by: Margrock
**********************************************************************
Here's some additional information on this case from PopBitch, sent to me by Alastair:
"Bartender Zach Bowen became one of the most famous faces of Hurricane Katrina. He refused to leave the French Quarter of New Orleans, and was offered shelter by a fellow bartender who quickly became his new girlfriend, Addie Hall. Hall and Bowen helped clean up the streets and invited reporters round for cocktails and cigarettes, claiming 'We're having a civilized hurricane.'
"Sadly, in October, Addie ended up in a cooking pot and Bowen jumped off the roof of the Omni Hotel. Police found his girlfriend's head in a pot on the stove, and her legs and feet inside the oven. The couple had recently moved into this flat. It was above the Voodoo Spiritual Temple and Cultural Centre."
Okay, now that the change of mailing lists is calming down, I will definitely have the results of the Ruthless Rhymes contest tomorrow. *Definitely.*
*******
Morbid Site Du Jour!
The Blog of Death is another excellent way to keep track of the latest noteworthy people who have given up the ghost:
Thanks to J. Bo for the link.
*******
Wretched Recommendations!
Nitemare969 recommends a classic of Japanese gore:
Ichi The Killer
"I think that you would enjoy Ichi The Killer. It is a Japanese gorefest about a young gentleman molded into a serial killer. The visuals and interaction of the characters are rather interesting. I am not a true gore fan, but I truly enjoyed this one. I especially liked the scene in which a gentleman catches a punch in his mouth, and removed the flesh from his hand thanks to some rather interesting body modifications."
Today's Strange-Smelling Yet Truly Morbid Fact!
A woman's body was found wedged upside-down behind a bookcase in the home she shared with relatives who had spent nearly two weeks looking for her. A spokesman for the Pasco County Sheriff's Office said Mariesa Weber's death was not suspicious. Family members said they believe she fell over as she tried to adjust the plug of a television behind the bookshelf. Weber, 38, returned home Oct. 28 and greeted her mother, then wasn't seen again. Her family thought she had been kidnapped and contacted authorities. Family members scoured her room for clues but found nothing, though they did notice a strange smell. On Nov. 9, Weber's sister went into her bedroom and looked behind a bookcase, where she saw the woman's foot. Using a flashlight, the family saw Weber was wedged upside-down behind the unit. "I'm sleeping in the same house as her for 11 days, looking for her," her mother, Connie Weber, told the St. Petersburg Times. "And she's right in the bedroom." Both Weber and her sister had previously adjusted the television plug by standing on a bureau next to the shelf and leaning over the top. Her family believes Weber, who was 5-foot-3 and barely 100 pounds, may have fallen headfirst into the space. "She's a little thing," her mother said. "And the bookcase is 6 feet tall and solid. And she couldn't get out." The sheriff's office said Weber appeared to have died because she was unable to breathe in the position she was in.
Culled from: Unspecified Source
Generously submitted by: Skye
**********************************************************************
Here's an update on this story - apparently, the woman had as many drugs in her as Anna Nicole!
Thanks to Lucky Starla for the link.
*******
Ruthless Rhymes Contest Results!
Yes, I finally have a winner for the Ruthless Rhymes Contest. To refresh your memory, the object of the rhyme was to write a short (10-14 lines) and morbid poem in the style of Harry Graham whose Ruthless Rhymes For Heartless Homes provided the inspiration. I received many excellent submissions and it was difficult to narrow it down, but I chose a winning rhyme that I felt best captured the spirit of Harry Graham. I thought I'd also share some of my favorite runner-ups, since they were so good.
Let's start with the runner-ups and work our way to the victor...
RUTHLESS RUNNER-UPS!
I thought I'd start out with a couple of simple little rhymes that can make even a vegetarian smile...
What's... er... Who's For Dinner?
Jerky
Crispy and juicy
and red like the sun.
My friend came for dinner
and he's almost done.
by: Victor "The Undertaker" Ives w/ HauntedHotSauce.com
*******
DEAR ALBERT
Dear Albert, he loved children -
He thought they were quite sweet,
Especially once he learned
To tenderize the meat.
- Denise Young
*******
POOR JEFFREY
Poor Jeffrey was a lonely man,
He didn't know how to flirt!
He'd pick up hitchhikers instead,
Named Steve, or Dave, or Burt.
He'd take them home and show his love,
But when they tried to leave -
Poor Jeffrey couldn't handle it,
Poor Jeffrey, he would grieve.
The loneliness inside would swell,
Poor Jeffrey would turn vicious,
His lovers would all still be gone,
But at least they were delicious.
- Denise Young
*******
Moldies But Goodies!
Everybody can sing along with this one!
The Ballad of Eddie Gein
(Sung to the tune of The Beverly Hillbillies, briskly, with feeling)
Come and listen to a story 'bout a man named Ed
Old necrophile, had a preference for the dead
Then one day when he was checkin' the obits
A picture of a gal gave him tremblin' fits!
Well, the first thing you know, ol' Ed's away from there
With a shovel and a pick and a real determined air.
Couple hours later while he's diggin' in the ground,
His shovel hits a box and his lover he's found!
So he loads her on the truck, and he takes her to the farm
Lays her on the table, and he contemplates her charm
Inspiration hits like a message from above
Ed knows the way to eternalize love!
Well, the rest is his-tor-y coz we never saw before
A fella quite like Eddie and his taste in home decor!
But the legacy he left and his final saving grace
Was a whole new meaning to the term "to save face!"
- Eleanor Cooney
*******
And here's a much more uplifting take on the Dorothy Parker classic Resumé. You know Resumé, right?
Resumé
Razors pain you; Rivers are damp;
Acids stain you; And drugs cause cramp.
Guns aren't lawful; Nooses give;
Gas smells awful; You might as well live.
Well, as much as I love Dorothy Parker, I think I prefer Megan's version - don't you?
Epitaph (Apologies to Dorothy Parker)
Razors cut keenly;
Rivers run deep;
Acids eat through you;
Drugs put you to sleep.
Guns make holes cleanly;
Nooses hang high;
Gas smells serenely;
You might as well die.
*******
Just Because...
This one gets special mention just for including the MFDJ within its lovely stanzas!
Consumed
by: Victor "The Undertaker" Ives w/ HauntedHotSauce.com
I read the Morbid Fact Du Jour,
and savor every line.
I cannot do much more now since
the maggots reached my spine.
My nurse found this site too bizarre.
She didn't get the humor.
She died in that chair weeks ago.
I've not the strength to move her.
It's been three days since I last wrote,
but I don't feel much pain.
I read my final Fact Du Jour
as maggots eat my brain.
*******
The Second Runner-Up
I love the twist in this one... I guess they don't call her "Twisted Princess" for nothing.
UNNAMED POEM #4
For a nickel, you can come inside
And see my brother who committed suicide.
Watch him swinging on a rope,
And see my mommy trying to cope.
While my stepdad tries to hide
Evidence it wasn't a suicide.
-twistedprincess
*******
The First Runner-Up
I think this one captured a bit of that Harry Graham... erm... "flavor."
UNNAMED POEM #2
In her garden Sue was weeding,
When she came across maggots feeding.
On her husband which she had slain,
For tracking in mud from the rain.
She wished that he had been much thinner,
Too much fat to enjoy for dinner.
He failed to please her as an appetizer,
So she used him instead as fertilizer.
-twistedprincess
*******
And The Winner Is...
I selected this one because I feel like Lady Muck most closely replicated the style of a Harry Graham Ruthless Rhyme. Well done, M'Lady!
Dear little Molly said to Mother
"O is something wrong with brother?
Baby is lying still on the floor,
and won't play with me anymore."
Mama said "I'll come and check."
She found the nursery quite a wreck.
O, the ground is wet and sticky!
In Molly's hands is something icky.
"It's not MY fault there's a mess," said she,
"he wanted to play autopsy."
Then Molly held up Baby's heart
and Mother did get such a start!
By Lady Muck
Congratulations, Lady Muck - you are the proud owner of a Desensitize Yourself T-shirt!
Stay tuned for our next fun-filled contest!
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