Wednesday, January 17, 2018

Cowboy Film For Western Wednesday...!

Here is a new way to look at western Wednesday. Something a bit different.





Hope you enjoyed the trip to the movies for today. Maybe they weren't the best, but I've seen worse.

Coffee inside again, because we have snow on the ground here again!

Tuesday, January 16, 2018

No Post Today...!

I'm taking the day off...sorry. I should have said something sooner, I reckon.

See you tomorrow, I hope.

Monday, January 15, 2018

Gurning Man For Monday Mystery...!

Sometimes human nature is a mystery all unto itself. Certain people just act differently...enough so that it can be bothersome to others.

Folks acting strangely, especially to the point of being scary to others, should at some point be addressed by those in authority.

The Gurning Man



Photo credit: messagetoeagle.com

In the 1970s, several women in Glasgow, Scotland, reported a strange and terrifying phenomenon. A man who appeared to be in his fifties had started harassing them in a weird way.

One woman reported seeing the man sitting at the end of her bed when she woke up around midnight one evening. The man, later dubbed the “Gurning Man,” grinned at her while rubbing his hands up and down his chest. Yelling for her husband to wake up, the woman was astonished to find the man had disappeared without a trace.

Two teen girls also had a run-in with the Gurning Man one night as they were walking home. They both reported seeing an extremely skinny, bald man dressed in what looked like a leotard standing underneath a streetlight. As the girls passed him, he gave them a weird grin but didn’t speak. When they looked back, he was gone.

Seventeen complaints were filed between 1976 and 1979, six of which stated that the Gurning Man was inside the complainant’s home. Most of the reports also stated that the man seemed to be extremely agitated. To this day, no one knows who he was or why he behaved so strangely.

I found this story over on Listverse, so you can check for more info over there if you want.

Coffee inside once again this morning.

Sunday, January 14, 2018

Sunday 'Toons Again...!

Most of the time we have cartoons for Sunday, just because we don't have the funny papers to read. Our way of making do, I reckon.







And maybe one more...



OK...that's enough for today. Let's go do something interesting today.

Coffee in the kitchen again today!

Saturday, January 13, 2018

The Jericho Rose...!

Just a short post today to introduce you to the Rose Of Jericho plant, just in case you haven't seen it before. It is a very cool and nearly impossible-to-kill plant just made for an old guy like me.



That's all I had this morning. Just wanted to show you this plant. I need to get a few of these, I think!

Coffee in the kitchen again today. Making gingerbread a little later.

Friday, January 12, 2018

Seen One Of These Lately...?

Sometimes there are stories and fables passed down for years and years about things that it might be better to avoid, know what I mean?

What Is A Pukwudgie?
 If You See One It’s Best To Stay Away

Even before Europeans arrived in the New World, the stories of pukwudgies were already old. The Wampanoag, Mohican, and Algonquin Indians believed pukwudgies had once lived in harmony with humans but had turned against them. They lived in the wild woods and marshes of the Eastern Seaboard, and, according to the legends, it was best to leave the Pukwudgies quietly in peace.

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow’s poem The Song of Hiawatha refers to the “mischievous Puk-Wudgies.” The Indian word means “person of the wilderness.” A human who annoyed a pukwudgie might just be the victim of some unpleasant trickery, but they might also be pushed from a cliff, shot with arrows, or have their children stolen. Pukwudgies could create fire, luring people into deep woods to their doom. Like leprechauns, the legendary little people of Ireland, pukwudgies were capricious.

How dangerous they were varied from region to region. Legends of the pukwudgies (sometimes called bagwajinini) stretched from Canada to southern New England and west to the Great Lakes. In some places they were benign, even helpful to humans. In others they were mischievous, but harmless. And in other regions they were murderous.

They ranged in size too, from three feet to knee-height. They could disappear at will and in some places could transform into dangerous animals like cougars.

Pukwudgies are often tied to specific locations, even today. Many reported sightings come from the woods of Massachusetts. In fact, the police in Freetown, Massachusetts have put up a Pukwudgie Crossing sign near the Freetown State Forest.

Freetown is a state park located in Fall River, Freetown, and Lakeville, Massachusetts. Of course, Fall River is infamous as the home of Lizzie Borden. Pukwudgies are also rumored to live near the haunted Moundsville State Penitentiary in Indiana, and Round Rock in Texas, home to Bigfoot. Whether pukwudgies are a sign of further paranormal activity or simply seen by those who would like to believe is unclear, but their status as one of the oldest mythical creatures in North America is uncontested.

I will be the first to say tht I've have never seen one, or even heard of them before this article. I'm pretty sure I don't want to, either!

Coffee in the kitchen this morning. Rain and cold are moving back in.

Thursday, January 11, 2018

A Friend In The Closet...!

Many children (and a few adults) have imaginary friends in their lives, but most outgrow these imaginary friends over time.

Even though the invisible friends more or less fade away, that doesn't stop a few of them from being pretty creepy. Here is a story about a young girl that had an invisible friend named Jonathon.

The Boy In The Closet

When three-year-old Rebecca started talking about her new friend called Jonathon, her parents didn’t take much notice. Even when she became obsessed with her closet and told her parents that Jonathon was in there, they didn’t think anything of it. After all, many toddlers have imaginary friends, and Rebecca would soon grow out of the notion of it.

Then, Rebecca’s mom fell pregnant again, and the family opted to move to a bigger place that would accommodate their new baby. Rebecca moved on from her imaginary friend, and her parents soon forgot about it completely. Four months later, the new owners of the family’s old home contacted Rebecca’s father. They had found a trapdoor in the back of Rebecca’s closet, and below the trapdoor, there was a hole with a box in it.

The box contained baby pictures and baby clothes. On the box was written: “Jonathon’s.”

I got this story from Listverse where they have plenty more stories of imaginary friends that are fairly creepy in their own right. Take a look, if you want.

Coffee out on the patio this morning.