Just like an impending train wreck, we all see tragedy about to unfold but we can’t help but watch anyways. We all have a fascination for disaster as long as it’s not happening to us, right? Nothing could be further from the truth than the JonBenet Ramsey case. I think we also have a insatiable […]
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Forget the Day
As Neil Diamond once said, thank the Lord for the nighttime. I heartily second that emotion since I’m such a nocturnal person and feel so much more comfortable and relaxed after nightfall. I think nothing of running around in the darkness in carefree, reckless abandon, that if I lived in Victorian times, I probably would […]
So Bizarre
I realize I have a strange fascination for strange people. Maybe I’m just strange. OK, I know I am. I have a unnatural interest in serial killers or any other kind of anomaly. I especially love photos of Victorian freaks, and old photos in general. Naturally, I devour anything related to Jack the Ripper in […]
