Showing posts with label caskets. Show all posts
Showing posts with label caskets. Show all posts
Saturday, March 1, 2025
Friday, August 18, 2023
Classic Hearse Show
We attended a Hearse Show at the Laurel Hill Cemetery last weekend. Beautiful event on a breezy summer day. So many gorgeous hearses, so many hilarious decorations.
We entered a raffle to win a full-size heavy metal casket - bright orange with black handles. The real deal for any Halloween-loving corpse. I have never been so relieved by not winning something. In theory, a heavy orange casket seems appealing and exciting. But then you try to imagine where it'll live in your house. Using it as a coffee table is always a neat thing, but I already have one (a coffee table) that I dig, and this was the kind with a rounded lid (not a coffin)... my drinks would slide onto the carpet. Plus, at 220 pounds, it'd be a pain to move around. Not to mention anything about getting it home from the cemetery without a hearse. Or pallbearers.
Sometimes I'm a buzzkill.
Here are some photos we took at the event.
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Monday, April 10, 2023
Haunted Hidden Hollows
Oh, to have the chance to haunt an old lawsuit-hungry rickety path through the woods.
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Monday, August 8, 2022
Tuesday, March 29, 2022
Exploring An Abandoned Funeral Home
Pretty neat video below of two people checking out the very-stocked property of an abandoned funeral home. Hi Res too, so it felt like I was watching a modern found-footage horror film, where nothing happens.
Click below...
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Thursday, September 5, 2013
Suspiria
Take them, O Death! and bear away
Whatever thou canst call thine own!
Thine image, stamped upon this clay,
Doth give thee that, but that alone!
Take them, O Grave! and let them lie
Folded upon thy narrow shelves,
As garments by the soul laid by,
And precious only to ourselves!
Take them, O great Eternity!
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree,
And trails its blossoms in the dust!
Whatever thou canst call thine own!
Thine image, stamped upon this clay,
Doth give thee that, but that alone!
Take them, O Grave! and let them lie
Folded upon thy narrow shelves,
As garments by the soul laid by,
And precious only to ourselves!
Take them, O great Eternity!
Our little life is but a gust
That bends the branches of thy tree,
And trails its blossoms in the dust!
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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Monday, June 13, 2011
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
Tuesday, February 16, 2010
Save Money. Die Better
Coffins at Walmart.
View their selection here.
I'm holding out for the Jerry Dandridge with internal locks.
Monday, August 18, 2008
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