The solitary figure of Joseph Merrick (known to most as the "Elephant Man") sits unattended in the empty hallway of a storage facility in East Baltimore. Though once proudly perched overlooking the rest of DC's iconic Red Palace oddities museum, now, moth eaten and ravaged by circumstance, he is all but forgotten.
Okay, so not real human brains, but real smoked goat brains. Dock Street Brewing Co. thought it would be a fitting way to celebrate the finale of The Walking Dead.
Just then the object zipped out to the west, decreasing in size and luminosity, and then it was gone. Hamzić says what impressed him was that the craft must have been moving between 2,500-4,000 mph.
Tin Man Brewing Co., located in Evansville, IN, claims its new brew is "a bold beer suited for the harsh Klingon lifestyle." Though, I'm pretty sure what they mean is: "trendy beer suited for the heavily latexed Trekkie Conventioneer."
Three years ago, I declared the amusing novelty of facial hair was on its way out. I was so violently wrong.
You might call it shopping. My husband thinks it's hoarding. I call it gambling. And I'm addicted.
Summerwind mansion has always been steeped in legend and mystery and I had experienced its strangeness myself during a spring visit to explore the ruins.
On this day devoted to pranking, I can at least take a bit of solace in knowing that I'm not the only fool. Cultures across the globe have long celebrated a "Fools Day" at the onset of spring to facilitate the humiliation of the weak, the young, and the naive.
Thank you Juxtapoze for this latest batch of nightmare fuel. Belgian artist Annette Thas created this wave of over 3,000 Barbie dolls for the 2014 Sculpture by the Sea celebration in Cottesloe.
In the village of Bethel in Clermont County, there were some families that believed in the power of witchcraft. Two such families are of note, the Evans and Hildebrand clans. The latter believed their eccentric daughters to be possessed by evil spirits. So, various exorcisms were performed... as one does.
Fun-run peer pressure is a growing stress in my life, with fundraising races pretty much every weekend around Boulder. Maybe the participants are moved by the excitement. Maybe they just want to share the pain. Maybe I want to choose my own kind of pain.
The final installment of my favorite dive bars in NYC has me drinking my all time favorite beer -- Natty Boh from Baltimore.
In the spirit of April Fools Tomfoolery, the UK's Worcester News reports on a "controversial new art installation" that's in the form of a massive welly.