Grover and Clyde Proved Me Wrong

Fandango’s One Word Challenge: TEMPTING

When I see pictures of ’embracing skeletons ‘ in acheology articles I for one do not assume I am looking at two individuals locked in an enteral lover’s embrace.

It’s tempting to believe that there are people out there who were so devoted to each other in life ( it’s in books and movies and songs and plays! It must be true!) that it touched the heartstrings of the community they lived in and wanting to preserve that when the lovers died,  their friends or family reconstructed their bodies-

and then tossed them in a grave and covered them with dirt.

Beep beep reality check time-

In the pictures I’ve seen, one figure appears to be entwined around the other figure  ( like a snake squeezing the life out of it’s prey )  or one has a  hand on the other’s face and they are nose to nose. Like they’re coming in for a bite. It’s creepy.

Embracing Skeletons of Alepotrypa in Greece. The prehistoric skeletons belong to a man and a woman that appear to be in a lover’s embrace.

So I did a little digging around ( ha ha ) and found that there is a theory based on a ancient burials in Staryi Tartas village, in the Novosibirsk region of Siberia where scientists discovered tombs of skeletons in the ‘lovers embrace’ that these individuals could have been sacrifices tied to reincarnation or fertility rituals.

I know, call  me a wet blanket, but right away these questions  should have popped up when people got excited about these ‘eternal lovers’-

did all of those couples at the  site is Siberia  love each other so much they were posed in an eternal embrace at their death? And did they conveniently die at the same time because the work involved in digging up one body in the process of decomposition or fully skeletonized and posing it with a newly dead individual would be a Herculean task.

You have to ask yourself really?

Professor Lev Klein of St Petersburg State University has proposed the coupled burials are linked to reincarnation beliefs possibly influenced by deeksha rituals. ‘The ‘deeksha’ was considered as a ‘second birth’ and to complete this ritual the sacrificing one made a ritual sexual act of conceiving’. Picture: Vyacheslav Molodin, Institute of Archeology and Ethnography of the Siberian Branch of the Russian Academy of Sciences

I know- we all want to believe in true and eternal love. We want to believe in fate and destiny. But for real. Who would put bodies back together just because two people were ‘ in love.’

I really wanted to have a little doubt about my opinion in this matter so I noodled around and found this next picture and without a doubt we are looking at true and eternal love and it really is touching.

Grover Krantz donated his body to science with the proviso that he be reunited with his best friend ( who had passed away before him ) when the study he gave his body up to was completed.

His request was honored

In life and death Grover and Clyde-

it’s possible I may have to rethink my feelings about true love.

In 2002 scientist/teacher Grover Krantz died and donated his body for study at a body farm. His only condition was that he be reunited with his beloved dog Clyde (that’d died years earlier) after the study was complete. Their new home is the Smithsonian.

Not Alive? You Think?

Fandango’s One-Word Challenge: NOT

What is alive- and what is not alive and who calls the shots? Me? You? That guy on Facebook who flames and burns his way through everyone’s walls before lunchtime?

Good question and that question lead me to:

Robophobia is an anxiety disorder in which the sufferer has an irrational fear of robots, drones, robot-like mechanics or artificial intelligence. It frequently results in a panic attack and can be triggered by certain stimuli or situations, such as viewing a robot, being near a robot, or even just talking about robots.

I don’t  have a fear of Robots, but from what I understand it’s not an uncommon phobia.

For example, if somebody with Robophobia  were to see the robot in the video above they would probably go into a full blown panic attack.

It’s a little frightening to think how those same people would react if they were in a room with one of these Humanoid Robots and they could talk too.

But I am not made from stone and I’m not sure it’s a phobia but:

Let me tell you what weirds me from the techy universe that  falls into that Alive/Not Alive slots:

I like to play ambience videos when I’m working and writing but the ones I will not watch or post are the ones with cats and dogs in them.

No kidding. I ge the creeps when I see them. I mean. Who creates a pretty scene with wonderful music and sound effects and then traps an image of a cat or dog in it…where it will live forever.

I get it. The images aren’t real. Or are they?

I’ve watched enough episodes of Outer Limits and The Twilight Zone to know that the weirdest things happen in everyday life.

Flashback To The Indiana Toilet Monster

I wrote about the Indiana Toilet Monster in 2008 and I decided to republish it for  Fandango’s Flashback Friday to honor the  brave souls her brought about Toilet Paper Scare of 2020. These curious Souls who were told their lives were in danger from an unknown strain of Covid  and collectively they  decided toilet paper….TOILET PAPER would save us all, so they ran out and bought as much of it as they could and caused a shortage of, yes.

Toilet Paper.

Let’s get to it:

The Indiana  Toilet Monster

First published in 2008

The toilet monster is a girl named Carmen who was pushed down into a sewer by her classmates and died. Carmen Whitehead lived in Indiana, so the story goes- and for some reason it’s important to mention that so I did.

Okay…back to the story.

So shortly after Carmen meets her death in the Sewer this post shows up at MySpace:

If you don’t repost this saying:

They Pushed Her Down The Sewer

Carmen will get you…

To fill you in, Carmen from Indiana will come up from your Shower or Toilet and drag you down to where she is in the sewers and then she’ll kill you.

I think it would be way more efficient to kill you first, chop you up into bite size pieces and then flush you down the toilet.

I did however enjoy this story with it’s murder teeny tiny murder planning  flaw because I can’t help but to wonder how many of you will think about Carmen The Indiana Toilet Monster the next time you visit the smallest room in the house.

I think that’s pretty darn funny.

Urban Legends…. they are more then amusing stories they are the gift that keeps on giving.

Password Protected

FOWC with Fandango: LURE

Edvard Munch

I don’t get to see

lovely Sunsets at the beach

bursts of color springing up from the flower boxes on my deck

hummingbirds fluttering by my window looking for treats

 

I don’t get to see

women  in clinky  silver jewelry and men in squeaky leather sandals

strolling along the lakeshore, making plans to rule the world

but I  I am lured to them in paintings and song.

 

What I get to see

are used needles, discarded socks caked with feces

half eaten meals in vomit covered plastic containers

springing up from the concrete like noxious flowers

 

What I want to see

is something green, that smells like overripe strawberries

the see that won’t make me sick if I touch it

I want to be a part of that  secret world I don’t have the password to.

 

Photo A.M. Moscoso
open air potty by my back door at work.