Living History Tour @ Angelus Rosedale Cemetery [09/29/2007]

Saturday September 29th, 2007 - WAHA's 17th Annual Living History Tour will be happening at The Angelus Rosedale Cemetery located within sight of Downtown Los Angeles.

If you like cemeteries and Los Angeles history, this is a perfect outing. You'll get to see people in character next to the corresponding graves give little speeches about who they were and what they did - some are more successfull at letting themselves be "posessed" for the occasion than others - but it's always a good time and the money raised from tickets goes to help out the cemetery which is always in need of repair.

Angelus Rosedale Cemetery - though not on tourist's lists like Forest Lawn Glendale or Hollywood Forever - is a really great cemetery with some excellent headstones and sculpture. They've even got a couple of different pyramid crypts!

There's lots of Los Angeles history in the place, so do some research before going and plan to spend some extra time walking around on your own!

[The Vintage Hearse Association will also be there with several hearses on display as part of the tour...]

•WAHA Tour Info & More WAHA Tour Info

Time's 50 Worst Cars of All Time

Time Magazine has assembled a list of what they deem to be the fifty worst cars of all time. You can browse through the photos accompanied by acerbic commentary - from the 1899 Horsey Horseless through the 2004 Chevy SSR and see if any of you favorites made the list. This has all been compiled to commemorate the 50th anniversary of the Ford Edsel this year.

The 50 Worst Cars of All Time

Hearse & Funeral Collections - Not That Weird

Collecting hearses and funerary objects is not that weird in comparison to Sigurdur Hjartarson's Phallological Museum in Iceland. Listen to CBC's interview on As It Happens. [It's either at the end of part one or the beginning of part 2...]

Penis Museum Duration: 00:06:00

It's one of a kind -- the Phallological Museum in Iceland. But still, the world's only penis museum has not yet managed to secure even one of a specimen of which there are billions. There is no human phallus on display... despite the wishes of Sigurdur Hjartarson. He's the curator of the Icelandic Phallological Museum and we reached him in Husavik, Iceland.

Gunther Von Hagens - BBC Interview

Flipping through the radio dial I fortuitously came upon Gunther Von Hagens (of plastination fame) being interviewed on BBC's The Interview. It's up on their page for a week and may be in their archive afterward - I'll add that link when/if it comes up.

In the meantime, listen before Saturday (08/26/2007) in case it disappears for good. It's a great interview.

Gunther Von Hagens talks to Carrie Gracie on The Interview (BBC)

Gunther Von Hagens at Wikipedia

Gunther Von Hagens Official Site

The Mummy Congress

[The Mummy Congress: Science, Obsession and the Everlasting Dead by Heather Pringle - 2002, Fourth Estate]

I kept spotting this book as I browsed the bargain books at the local mega-bookseller. I'm normally leery of books with mummies and Egyptian stuff on the cover as most of them seem to be pretty thin on content and real heavy on the same old sensationalist or quasi-New Age stuff with a handful of glossy and colourful images intended to get the rubes to buy in. The price seemed right (under $5.00) so I decided to see what the back cover had to say about the content. The back of the Fourth Estate paperback didn't tell me much, but on the other hand it didn't discourage me from looking inside the book either.

From the first page: Heather Pringle is a journalist and writer who has written on archeology and ancient cultures in numerous magazines including Discover, National Geographic Traveller, New Scientist, Science and Geo. She is also the author of two books, including In Search of Ancient North America. She lives in Vancouver, Canada.

That pretty much sold me - a solid non-fiction science writer.

The Mummy Congress starts with the convening of Third World Congress on Mummy Studies in Arica, Chile and gives us a good sense that this small field of study is made up of very dedicated people that share the same (almost maniacal) interest in mummies. Absent seem to be the snake oil salesmen, taking the liberty of calling themselves Egyptologists, we are more familiar with. Pringle uses the characters at the congress as her jumping off point for her narrative about the various kinds of mummies that exist, the way they are discovered, preserved, studied and at times desecrated for profit.

Some of the things you will learn about while reading:

• The dissection of mummies in Egypt where they are more plentiful than anywhere else and where the bits and pieces of those not fortunate enough to have celebrity mummy status end up.
  
• Studies of mummies for ancient drug use and parasites that inhabited them while alive.
  
• Origins of the "Bog People" and their ritual killing before being tossed into bogs.
• Controversies over Caucasian looking mummies discovered in Northern China dating from before Europeans officially made any trips that far east.
• The origin of the word "mummy" and it's roots in the for profit capitalization of ground up mummy bits packaged as medicines, elixirs and artists paint.
• Famous sideshow proprietors of mummified remains and their exhibitions.
• The Vatican's interest in the study of mummified remains.
• The mummification of Communist leaders.
  

An overall well written book that manages to convey lots of factual information (with a meaty bibliography and a good index) while keeping the reader entertained with colourful characters and vivid descriptions of this fascinating field of study that spans the entire globe. If you like non-fiction and/or mummies this is a great read. I didn't find any pitfalls in this book, except for the chapter on parasites which gave me the creeps while reading it in the middle of the night.

Cemetery Tours - MN, TN, WI/IL

In looking at the "cemetery" news items on my screen it seems that there are some cemetery tour opportunities cropping up this summer. We at Night~Doings hope that more towns follow suit and offer tours of their local cemeteries as a way to educate people about their local history... What better way to make friends and build a sense of community is there than a stroll through the cemetery? Unfortunately none of these are in our neck of the woods, but they might be in yours.

•Hallowed Ground: A Lantern Tour of Stones River National Cemetery
News Blurb Here
When: June 9, June 30, July 14, July 28, Aug. 11 and Aug. 25
Time: 7:30-8:30 p.m.
Reservations are required and must be made by calling (615) 893-9501 starting on Monday preceding the program date. Reservations will not be taken in the Visitor Center or by e-mail. There is a limit of six tickets per caller, and reservations are not transferable to another program date.
Stones River National Battlefield is located at 3501 Old Nashville
Highway, Murfreesboro, TN.

•Oakwood Cemetery Walk - Rochester, MN
News Blurb Here
June 16th - The first tour begins at 1 p.m., the last one at 4 p.m.
Visitors are guided from site to site to spend a few minutes with
characters from Rochester's history, such as: Fred Colvin, a local
farmer and Olmsted County commissioner, and his wife, Alice; Amelia Kruesel, lifelong resident of Rochester who died at age 109; and Roy Watson Sr., former president and general manager of the Kahler Corp.
Oakwood Cemetery is at 41 Seventh Ave. N.E.
For more information, call the history center at 282-9447.

•The McConnell Area Historical Society presents the
Salem/Shippee Cemetery Walk from 1 to 3 p.m. Sunday, June 10. [In Illinois, me thinks.]
News Blurb Here
Local people acquire the persona of a person of historic note to the area and tell you their story from the actual grave site. Interest and historic value (see Leamon's horse drawn hearse) and insight into our forefathers makes this event one worth witnessing.
More information is available by calling President Terry Price at (815) 275-2709 or Secretary Robin Pardus at (815) 868-2425.

A Dirty Job: A Novel

[A Dirty Job: A Novel
by Christopher Moore - 2006, William Morrow]

Christopher Moore seems to love putting the mystical, fantastical and improbable into his novels - while at the same time providing the detail and feeling of the real world to such and extent that the reader forgets the improbabilities and sinks into the story. I would highly recommend his books to all who love satirical tales which involve the supernatural.

Charlie Asher finds himself dealing with death in a highly personal way as he tries to navigate life as a widower and father of a newborn daughter while accepting the fact that he's also been recruited to be a Death Merchant. This tale had me chuckling from the very beginning with poignant insight such as this from page 19:

Charlie hadn't really counted on killing a guy that morning. He had hoped to get some twenties for the register at the thrift store, check his balance, and maybe pick up some yellow mustard at the deli. (Charlie was not a brown mustard kind of guy. Brown mustard was the condiment equivalent of skydiving - it was okay for racecar drivers and serial killers, but for Charlie, a fine line of French's yellow was all the spice that life required) [...]

If this brief, yet masterful parable isn't enough to convince you of Moore's prowess with words and truth, here's another example - a description of a 1957 Cadillac Eldorado Brougham.

The 1957 Cadillac Eldorado Brougham was the perfect show-off of death machines. It consisted of nearly three tons of steel stamped into a massively mawed, high-tailed beast lined with enough chrome to build a Terminator and still have parts left over - most of it in long, sharp strips that peeled off on impact and became lethal scythes to flay away pedestrian flesh. Under the four headlights it sported two chrome bumper bullets that looked like unexploded torpedoes or triple-G-cup Madonna death boobs. It had a noncollapsible steering column that would impale the driver upon any serious impact, electric windows that could pinch off a kid's head, no seat belts, and a 325 horsepower V8 with such appallingly bad fuel efficiency that you could hear it trying to slurp liquefied dinosaurs out of the ground when it passed. It had a top speed of a hundred and ten miles an hour, mushy, bargelike suspension that could in no way stabilize the car at that speed, and undersized power brakes that wouldn't stop it either. The fins jutting from the back were so high and sharp that the car was a lethal threat to pedestrians even when parked, and the whole package sat on tall, whitewall tires that looked, and generally handled, like oversized powdered doughnuts. Detroit couldn't have achieved more deadly finned ostentatia if they'd covered a killer whale in rhinestones. It was a masterpiece.

A Dirty Job is a perfect gift for someone you know who drives a hearse and loves to read - I know because I do both.