Sunday, August 28, 2016

Of being "kidnapped", update, meteor showers, and a first kiss~~~~



Hellooooooo Darklings,

I know, I know, it seems like I disappeared off the face of the earth, and in a way I did but it was both from exhaustion, getting things done on the house, and I was sort of “kidnapped”.

O.K. let me explain the “kidnapped” part, my dear brother and sister-in-law and my oldest nephew and my niece Coralline said I had to get out of the house, the leg in the cast was keeping me house bound, so with Betty house sitting during the day and Doyle house sitting at night, I was whisked away to some desert place, don’t ask me the name I don’t remember and for three night’s straight we stayed up late and watched the Meteor shower called the Pelidies  or something like that.

Drinking coffee or hot chocolate because it does get chilly, there were astronomers there one or two professional and a few amateurs and a few meteor shower watchers.   It was an Amazing sight, at one point there were so many they were like fireflies and a few big ones which made folks go “Aaaaaaa”.

And something else as well, Coralline met a very nice young man, name is William, loves the stars and plans to make some aspect of astronomy his vocation, he’s 15, well I saw him kiss her on her cheek and she kissed him on his cheek the last night of Meteor watching, he and his folks were leaving early in the morning going back to Idaho.   And he walked her back to my brother’s RV, they were all shy and such.   I did hear her say she prefers to writing letters as oppose to e-mails so they exchanged mailing addresses.

I’m presuming it will last a few months and then taper off.   But I do have to admit it was very romantic under the stars.

The twins stayed with their other uncle my sister in law’s brother as they and their cousins had soccer matches the same weekend.   Well to each their own.

But I was also very busy getting the final work done on the house, the stain glass windows were re-leaded, and protective windows put over them to prevent lead rot.  All the wood rotted banisters have been replaced with exact duplicates (minus the rot) steps replaced, painted and now dry. 

And the exhaustion, well trying to move around even with a so called “walking cast” is not easy for someone my age, I was tiring quickly, and trying to shower with a plastic bag over the cast well the gymnastics one has to do.    So by the time I think of writing on my blog, I’m taking a nap with the dynamic duo, the twins of terror, the guardians of the gates of hell, Belladonna and Wiener Dog!!!

Brian and Doyle have been making sure they get their walks, but from the way things are going, I am not going to be able to do my Fall Wine trip like I had planned.  Pooh!!    

But I have had friends and relatives come and visit, always making sure it’s a good time to drop over to visit,  Betty has been my Charon and unless they do the proper observations she will not allow them to set foot into the house----that being about calling first to see if I can have visitors.

I can’t cook, so between Betty and my sister and my sister-in-law they have been making sure I am fed, but I so want to go to the gym, and exercise a little, so it’s been mostly from the waist up, but I need to do it from the waist down, and there are not many exercises I can do with my leg in a cast.

But my Doctor is going to see about doing a new lighter cast for me.   Soon I hope, I want this thing, this parasite off of me before Thanksgiving or before Christmas at least.

But all is not lost,  I have my latest Vogue and Instyle magazine and I am going to have the fun of perusing them for ideas, already the stores are out with their Halloween decorations, Granden Road has sent me their latest catalog, Spirit has wonderful things available, Atomx has more image projections out, to help make things as a real haunted house and I’m hunting for bargains on Candy.

And Betty was able to find a Nail Salon that can do a pedicure working around the cast, so I’ve been getting my Mani-Pedi’s.  

My brother and sister in law have been doing a long, long trip, going to Utah  and visiting several of their national parks, stopping off at Crater Lake, they were at Lake Berryessa but had to bail out quickly because of the wild fire, and instead went to Crescent City and stayed in an RV Park on or near the beach up there.   Both my brother and sister in law took 2 months off for this vacation.

Both Christopher and Coralline hated the idea of going back to school they felt they learned more seeing the sights,  but well they had to, Coralline has started her first year in High School and Chris his 2nd year, the twins are now in the 7th or is it 8th grade and they love soccer.   I’m planning to take Coralline and Chris to see the Ballet most likely Cinderella, I think the presentation of Frankenstein might be too dark for them, well maybe for Coralline. 

Sis has been busy as well with her clients, her house is almost done, just a room or two to finish,  and it seems that Brian is a permanent, paying house guest at her home, which I think is fine for her.

Doyle is thinking of lessening his work load, only handling just a few cases at a time.   He wants to visit his family more often now, especially since his grandchildren are at the “I know that’s grandpa” stage.   And I don’t blame him, family is so important.

And I am blessed to have a wonderful family.  Included the two 4-legged ones that are now napping next to me as I write.

Well Sis says dinner is ready, there is really nothing on Television tonight, I didn’t even bother to watch the Olympics, but I can hardly wait for the new Fall season of T.V. shows, I’m afraid “Sleepy Hallow” is gone, but there are some new ones that have my interest, and Lucifer is coming back and a new show “The Exorcist” Doyle asked me if there is the possibility of a “cross-over” story line.   I laughed at that remark.    

And maybe next year I can do my Fall Wine trip.

Must go or dinner will get cold.

Later Darklings.

Thursday, July 21, 2016

Of breaking a leg~~~

Hello Darklings,

I guess you thought I vanished into some dark and dingy mausoleum to never emerge, but I have.

The reason for the long silence is very mundane,  first I was busy with having repairs done on the house,  and with all the dry, yet cool for my local, weather I'm having the house painted, the posts and finials that were suffering wood rot have been replaced, but the garden both front and back is going to have to suffer a bit because of the painting and scaffolding.

However I cannot blame the contractor or painters for what happened to me----I broke my left leg, not the thigh bone but below the knee, the good thing is that the hip and knee was not involved.

It was a stupid thing really, my sister had gone for the weekend to visit her children, Doyle had gone out with some of his friends to drink beer, shoot pool and swap lies, Brian my sister's room mate was out on a date,  surprise!!  He's dating folks, she looks nice, but I do wonder if she'll accept the "Addams Family" atmosphere that we have.

No, it was a Saturday evening, and Belladonna and Wiener Dog had their walk but wanted to go out into the back yard,  I followed them down the back porch steps,  and as dogs will they spotted one of the neighborhood cats, well they went chasing after it and for some inexpiable reason the cat dashed towards me, I tried to get out of it's way and tried to avoid the dogs, lost my balance and .....  well I was down and couldn't get up, just like in that commercial.

I realized my leg was broken but I was stunned at first, and then the pain, the dynamic duo realized that their Mommy was not well and came over and thinking that licking my face might make me well, what it did was bring me to my senses.  Here I was laying on the cold ground, looking up at the night sky, there was no way I was going to be able to crawl to a phone and I didn't have my cell with me, because who needs it when you're at home.  ***sigh***

Doyle wouldn't get home until very late, there was no guarantee when Brian was going to get home, because he might have gotten "lucky" (if you know what I mean).   So I was forced to do the only thing and kept calling out for help until I hoped someone heard me.

Someone did and put a call into the police because they heard someone calling for help but didn't know where.  An officer came out and thank Goodness it was Officer Cutie,  I've mentioned him before.  He walked the block and heard me called out my name, and I called back "Is that Officer (well I didn't say Cutie Pie)"  and it was, brave man climbed over the fence, shooed the Dogs into their kennels in the kitchen (I use that when I have workmen over) and he called the EMT's, I told him Doyle's cell phone number, and by the time Doyle got there, with his buddies (the same one's when the stove caught on fire), I was being secured and put into an Ambulance and transported to the Hospital,  Doyle gave me my purse, so I'd have my medical information.

So Doyle secured the house and met me at the hospital,  his buddies were drinking his beer at the house and watching something on the T.V. at least he was sober enough to drive. 

I was in the hospital for 6 days,  X-Rays, blood tests, of course setting the fracture, making sure no blood clots form, it's harder for older people when they break a bone, but the good news, says the doctors, is that it was a  clean break, not complicated, and I'll have a cast for at least 6 weeks if not longer.

I'm home now and Betty who took care of me before is back,  being a Marine Drill Sargent, but thank goodness she will keep things stable for me.  I'm back in the down stairs bedroom, cannot do the stairs,  and I may have to use a cane for a while once the cast is off, I'd like one that's Gothic Stylish but the Doctor said I may need one that's stable,  I think I'll have one of my artist friends come up with something to modify whatever I'm going to need,  something with a skull I think or a werewolf with a pentagram, like Larry Talbot's in the Wolfman.

My brother and sister in law and the children know about it but I told them to not interrupt their vacation trip, they went to Utah to see the sights there.  I've been getting post cards from Coralline and Christopher, and their mother, each with their own view point of what they saw and experienced, I can tell they are enjoying it.  And I'm glad for them.  They did go back to Placerville and Coloma and Coralline and Christopher had the fun of visiting their friend Old Dan, as they call him, and my sister in law found some wonderful antiques for their house. 

The twins are staying with their uncle and his wife (My sister in law's brother) because they are enrolled in a soccer team the same one their cousins play, so it all works out.

For myself, well, I have to use a wheelchair at times if I'm going to be out for long periods, but I try to get about as best as I can around the house,  I can only go as far as the porch and no further, Doyle and Brian take turns walking the dogs.

Doyle is afraid to leave the house unless he's going to work, but I told him he should enjoy himself, so his buddies come over here and play poker (for pennies).   My sister is keeping tabs on me and has been doing the shopping, she and Betty plan the menus.

But I'm not bored,  Officer Cutie Pie and his wife (and baby their 2nd---did I tell you he was married?) come over to visit and help me plan the next Halloween celebration,  I plan to be without the cast and walking come Halloween.  Doyle's buddies keep me entertained, I get phone calls from friends and a few come to visit or take me out to a gallery showing.

And I watch movies, much of the summer entertainment is boring except I do like "BattleBots" for some strange reason.  And I enjoyed "Houdini and Doyle" I hope it comes back for a 2nd season.  

But I have to say that dragging this cast, even if it's the more modern kind that is not as heavy as the old style casts, is still tiring and taking a bath is out, it's showers and a trash bag over the cast, no until this cast is off I am not a happy camper. 

But I shall persevere, at least my toes stick out so we are going to get mani-pedi's tomorrow, although how the manicurist is going to soak one set of toes I'm not sure but she'll think of something, my sister said.

The last time I posted it was about the discovered coffin of an unknown little girl, well the update is that those involved were able to arrange a proper funeral for her at one of the cemeteries in Colma, and there is a family that thinks she might be a relation going by records they have and through Ancestry dot com,  this possible family was at the re-burial funeral as well as other concerned people, so hopefully she will not be "little girl lost" anymore once the DNA results come through.

And now Sis is showing me some Vice lipsticks from Urban Decay, Hmmm some of them look promising, such as "Bad Blood", "Gash" and "Night Hawk" but I am leaning towards "Venom", who says elder goth girls can't have fun.

Later Darklings


Wednesday, June 1, 2016

Of a little girl lost for 120 years~~~~



Hello Darklings,

Well the strange, the unusual, the macabre still continues here in our area, a sad story but with at least some sort of happy ending occurred nearly 3 weeks ago, over in San Francisco, I’ve combined the various reports to bring to you as complete as possible the events.   This is a true story, and currently in San Francisco there are only the small cemetery at Mission Delores and the Columbarium, all the cemeteries were moved mostly to Colma with a few reburials in other locations, this was because property was becoming very important to the living.

But once in a while a reminder of what was under one’s house surfaces.  As what happened on May 9, 2016 to one lady when a  Childs casket was found under her house.

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Sometimes we don’t even know what might be directly under our feet when something bizarre, even horrifying happens you begin to wonder if you might be “trapped” in that movie “Poltergeist”, where the head stones were removed but not the bodies.

That was the case for Ericka Karner when she was called long distance to her Idaho home by her contractor who said “Do you have any idea what this is? We think it’s a casket,’”  

Ms. Karner was having renovations done to her childhood home near Rossi Park in San Francisco when contractors stumbled onto a very unusual sight under the garage.

It was the coffin of a little girl, found buried beneath her family’s San Francisco home.

The child has long blond hair, she is holding a red rose and she has been dead between 120 to 145 years.

Nobody knows her name or how she died. She laid under the San Francisco home’s concrete garage floor for decades until over two weeks ago, when workers doing the remodeling struck her lead-and-bronze coffin with their shovels.

And so begins a tale of death, love, San Francisco history and the staying power of a coffin maker who knew what he was doing.

It occurred on May 9, when workers at the home in the Lone Mountain neighborhood in the Richmond District discovered the casket and called the authorities and Ms. Karner.

The unidentified girl, who appeared to be about 3, is believed to be one of about 30,000 people who were buried at the old Odd Fellows Cemetery in San Francisco. The bodies were moved to a common burial plot in Colma around 1920, after all the city’s graveyards were ordered to make way for the living.

Somehow, the workers in charge ages ago, of moving the Odd Fellows occupants left this girl behind.   There are no identifying marks, so the current folks involved decided to nickname her “Miranda.”

Officials believe Miranda was left behind when the Odd Fellows cemetery moved away. The Columbarium near Geary and Arguello is all that’s left of that burial ground.

It appears that she was from a family of means, as indicated by the high-end coffin and by the fancy sealing job by the undertaker that preserved her skin and hair and her burial flowers. She looks, through the two glass windows of the coffin, like a young girl and not like the 145-year-old remains of one.

Clutched in her right hand is a rose. Weaved in her curly blond hair are lavender flowers. Placed over her heart is a cross made of more lavender. Lying beside her are eucalyptus leaves.

“She’s wearing a long white dress,” said Elissa Davey, the founder of the Garden of Innocence charity which, for two decades, has buried the bodies of unidentified children in California. Davey estimates that the girl died about 145 years ago because the cemetery was active from 1860 to 1890.

The owner of the home, Ericka Karner, quickly found herself in a bind. The medical examiner’s office told her the body was her responsibility, even though the error that left the coffin beneath her garage was not. The body was now on private property, and the private property was hers.

That nearly century-old mistake presented a big problem in the present for Karner, who told (TV Station reporters) KPIX that she was left without an option by the city for what she could do to provide Miranda a final resting place. The city wouldn't claim the remains, because Miranda was properly buried, but it also wouldn't let her rebury the casket, because Karner could not present a death certificate. The result was that Miranda just remained in limbo in the backyard.

"It put us in this position of having this individual in our backyard and feeling awful as a mom knowing this is a small child," she said.

Karner said she called one Colma undertaker and was quoted a price of $7,000. She called an East Bay archaeological company that handles historic artifacts and was quoted a price of $22,000.

“It didn’t seem right,” said Karner, who markets cookies for a living and whose family has lived in the home since 1976. “I understand if a tree is on your property, that’s your responsibility. But this is different. The city decided to move all these bodies 100 years ago, and they should stand behind their decision.”

But Karner said she wanted to do the right thing, seeing as how the girl “was part of our family now.” And since the medical examiner had broken open the meticulously sealed casket to examine the body, Karner said, “time was beginning to be a factor, you might say.”

In desperation, with the coffin lying above ground in her back yard, she called authorities at City Hall. They put her in touch with Davey.

Luckily, Miranda's story is finding its resolution. Garden of Innocence, an organization that facilitates "dignified burials for abandoned and unidentified children," has offered to rebury her casket this summer.

“That girl was somebody’s child,” Davey said. “You have to do the right thing.”

Davey contacted the Odd Fellows, who agreed to supply the necessary funds. And then Davey, who works out of her office near San Diego, arranged for the body to be picked up and stored, temporarily, in a mortuary refrigerator in Fresno.

“We had to pick her up,” said Davey, founder of Garden of Innocence, whose organization has arranged for the burials of 327 unidentified children at 11 cemeteries and other plots of land throughout California. “If people find out she’s lying at a construction site with no one around at night, you can bet somebody is going to steal her. People into the macabre. Into witchcraft. I wanted her out of there.”

Davey hired her niece to construct a second coffin, made of maple, large enough to hold the body and the original coffin.

“I don’t want her disturbed anymore,” Davey said. “She’s been disturbed enough.”

 Davey will come to San Francisco for a meeting with representatives of the Odd Fellows to arrange for a reburial for the girl, who has tentatively been given the name of Miranda.

“She’ll go home with the love of the community,” said Davey. “That’s all we want.”

(Reported  By Joe Vazquez, Steve Rubenstein, Alyssa Pereira.  Photo by Elissa Davey)

{By now ‘Miranda’s’ remains have already been removed and taken to a safe place, every effort by Davey to find out who the child is will be made, but considering that a number of records were destroyed by the 1906 San Francisco Earthquake and Fire, if she died prior to 1906 there is little hope, but after 1907 there may be records.  Hopefully Ms. Davey will have luck in finding “Miranda’s” real name}

Later Darklings

                       As the coffin was found under the garage floor.


                       As it now currently looks prior to reburial.  




Saturday, May 28, 2016

Of How about World Goth Week, our famous trio of terror~~~



Hello  Darklings,

Well my brother and his family are now south in the Santa Cruz area enjoying their Memorial weekend vacation, one of many that they are planning to take.   In a way I’m a little jealous, it would be nice to have a Gypsy Wagon to travel here and there, but we also have to be realistic.   But we know they arrived safely Thursday evening after taking the long route there to avoid the steep climb of Highway 17 which has destroyed more than one vehicle’s transmission.

I swear I think May should be World Goth Month or have at least World Goth Week from May 22 (which is World Goth Day) through the traditional Memorial Day May 31,  that way we can also encompass the three birthdays of our Three Gentlemen of Terror Peter Cushing, Vincent Prince and Christopher Lee as well as the date when “Dracula” was published for the first time and saw the ‘light of day’ in print.

It seems to make sense to me to do that.

I mean look at it May 22 World Goth Day
                         May 26 Peter Cushing’s Birthday
                            
 May 26  Dracula published 1897
                             
May 27  Vincent Price’s Birthday
                           
May 27  Christopher Lee’s Birthday

Followed by Memorial Day in the United States to remember those who fought for Freedom.




Of course Dracula by Stoker was not the first Vampire novel, that goes to John Polidori who wrote “The Vampyre”  based upon notes by Lord Byron although it was Polidori who introduced the concept of charm being deadly,  this was followed in the 1850’s by “Varney the Vampire or the Feast of Blood”  then in 1871 by Le Fanu’s “Carmilla”. but it was Stoker’s Dracula who  defined its modern form, and the novel has spawned numerous theatrical, film, and television interpretations.



            This is the 1899 American edition of Dracula.



The novel ends 7 years later with Jonathan and Mina’s son listening to them recounting their adventures but a small section was removed from the original final chapter, in which Dracula's castle falls apart as he dies, hiding the fact that vampires were ever there.
It went as follows:

    “As we looked there came a terrible convulsion of the earth so that we seemed to rock to and fro and fell to our knees. At the same moment with a roar which seemed to shake the very heavens the whole castle and the rock and even the hill on which it stood seemed to rise into the air and scatter in fragments while a mighty cloud of black and yellow smoke volume on volume in rolling grandeur was shot upwards with inconceivable rapidity.

    Then there was a stillness in nature as the echoes of that thunderous report seemed to come as with the hollow boom of a thunder-clap - the long reverberating roll which seems as though the floors of heaven shook. Then down in a mighty ruin falling whence they rose came the fragments that had been tossed skywards in the cataclysm.
 
  From where we stood it seemed as though the one fierce volcano burst had satisfied the need of nature and that the castle and the structure of the hill had sunk again into the void. We were so appalled with the suddenness and the grandeur that we forgot to think of ourselves.”
    — Deleted excerpt from the original Dracula manuscript

Stoker was even considering giving the title of his manuscript “The Undead” but instead changed it to the name of his anti-hero.


                         Original manuscript by Stoker with original title.


 A nephew of Stoker did write a sequel to the original story, but it was not well received.    So it is fitting that the last full week of May at least should be considered at least World Goth Week and have some sort of celebration,  after all the First of May is kicked off with Walpurgis Night which is the 30th of April or May Eve and that is when Witches and Evil things wander the land.

Sis, Doyle, Brian and I did our mini-celebration watching films that featured our favorite trio of Terror, and we are finishing it tonight with 3 movies tonight, Horror of Dracula, Madhouse and that sendup “House of the Long Shadows” which also includes John Carradine who also played Dracula at least twice.   Although this film was considered a disappointment by critics, it doesn’t matter to us, we are in it for the enjoyment and on this very warm evening we are going to watch it outside on the screen enclosed back porch while we are having ice cream for dessert.   But I also have on hand extra ice cream as well as soft drinks because I know our other neighbors are going to be peeking over the fence and want to join us and why not, the more the merrier I always say.
 

But next year I am going to carefully mark that week on my next Calendar perhaps even plan on doing a “Black Feast” for it and invited a few friends to dress up in their vampire or Goth best.   It is something worth planning for.  




And now I must go,  I have to make sure that Doyle and Brian place the T.V. screen in the right place.




Later Darklings 

       But I must confess Darklings my Heart belongs to Christopher Lee.