Trash Dispatch: Chinese Ghost Ship found docked in Sweden?
(owner nowhere to be found!)
orginally from digg;
Abandoned Floating Restaurant in Gothenburg, Sweden
Cool. Pictures of crap.
The Trash Dispatch has examined these pictures, and discovered the perfect Haunted Bed&Breakfast. Except that, the owners are nowhere to be found, this is in deed a “Fixer-upper”.
TrashDispatch.com: found at digg,
A Bizarre usage of dolls.
This story, submitted by digger “fmoserv”, is not getting many diggs (at digg.com), but it is nonetheless, Interesting. Dolls, hundreds, even Thousands, hung from every structure in this person’s backyard.
Some have been decapitated. While others, well, they have not been treated so well either. One scene/display, has many dolls Nailed to a tree. (Reminiscent, of the “Tree of Death”, in the movie “300″.)
Clicking the “Read Dolls” link below, will take you to a website blogpost with Many pictures of Many Dolls. It is titled, “A Voodoo Sect Shelter?” But as for judgment, the Trash Dispatch will leave that up to you.
Is this a shelter for some Voodoo Cult?
Or is it simply the home of a person Obsessed?
Is it the Torture Chamber of a Psychopath?
Or is it the home of one who was Victimized?
Again, The Trash Dispatch leaves all judgment, up to you.
Trash Dispatch: The Face of King Tut Revealed!
ANNA JOHNSON (Associated Press Writer), in an article at YahooNews reveals;
“The face of King Tut was unshrouded in public for the first time on Sunday — 85 years after the 3,000-year-old boy pharaoh’s golden enshrined tomb and mummy were discovered in Luxor’s famed Valley of the Kings.”
She continues saying;
“Archeologists removed the mummy from his stone sarcophagus in his underground tomb, momentarily pulling aside a white linen covering to reveal a shriveled leathery black face and body. The mummy of the 19-year-old pharaoh, whose life and death has captivated people for nearly a century, was placed in a climate-controlled glass box in the tomb, with only the face and feet showing under the linen covering.”
King Tut! No doubt, one of the 7 wonders of the Modern world. The Mysteries and rumors that surround this historical figure, have been talked about and speculated upon from the time of his resurrection. In deed, as Anna interviews Egypt’s antiquities chief Zahi Hawass, he is quoted as saying;
“The golden boy has magic and mystery and therefore every person all over the world will see what Egypt is doing to preserve the golden boy, and all of them I am sure will come to see the golden boy,” … “scientists began restoring King Tut’s badly damaged mummy more than two years ago. Much of the mummy’s body is broken into 18 pieces — damage sustained when British archaeologist Howard Carter discovered the mummy, took it from his tomb and tried to pull off his famous golden mask”.
Well, you know, as much as we would like to call archaeologist Howard Carter, an IDIOT!, we really can’t and shouldn’t as Egypt’s antiquities chief Zahi Hawass expressed his fear of “a more recent phenomenon — mass tourism — is further deteriorating Tut’s mummy.” -writes the AP reporter, “Thousands of tourists visit the underground chamber every month.”
“The humidity and heat caused by … people entering the tomb and their breathing will change the mummy to a powder. The only good thing (left) in this mummy is the face. We need to preserve the face,” said Hawass, who wore his signature Indiana Jones-style tan hat.
The AP writer then gives a brief yet descriptive review of King Tut’s recent history, stating;
“The mystery surrounding King Tutankhamun and his glittering gold tomb has entranced ancient Egypt fans since Carter first discovered the hidden tomb on Nov. 4, 1922, revealing a trove of fabulous gold and precious stone treasures.”
“Archeologists in recent years have tried to resolve lingering questions over how he died and his precise royal lineage. Several books and documentaries dedicated to the young pharaoh, who is believed to have been the 12th ruler of ancient Egypt’s 18th dynasty and ascended to the throne around the age of 8, are popular around the world.”
“In an effort to try to solve the mysteries, scientists removed Tut’s mummy from his tomb and placed it into a portable CT scanner for 15 minutes in 2005 to obtain a three-dimensional image. The scans were the first done on an Egyptian mummy.”
“The results did rule out that Tut was violently murdered — but stopped short of definitively concluding how he died around 1323 B.C. Experts for the time though suggested that days before dying, Tut badly broke his left thigh, apparently in an accident, that may have caused a fatal infection.”
“The CT scan also provided the most revealing insight yet into the life of ancient Egypt’s most famous king. He was well-fed, healthy, yet slightly built, standing at 5 feet, 6 inches tall at the time of his death. The scan also showed he had the typical overbite characteristic of other kings from his family, large incisor teeth and his lower teeth were slightly misaligned.”
“The unveiling of Tut’s mummy comes amid a frenzy of international publicity for the boy king. A highly publicized museum exhibit traveling the globe drew more than 4 million people during the initial four-city American-leg of the tour. The exhibit will open later this month in London and after it will make a three-city encore tour in the U.S. beginning with the Dallas Museum of Art.” —
Trash Dispatch: “The Dallas Museum of Art.” (http://dallasmuseumofart.org/Dallas_Museum_of_Art/index.htm) A visit to their website reveals that the “Tutankhamun and the Golden Age of the Pharaohs” exhibit, begins October 3, 2008. And runs through May 17, 2009. And while those dates appear to be distant, if the first tour of the King Tut exhibit is any indication of what might be expected for the second tour, then, you might want to get your tickets early.
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Trash Dispatch: Continued from, “A Ghost Story for Halloween! (part 1)”.
Halloween!
Trick or Treat!
Smell my feet.
Good me something good to eat.
Children. It’s all a game to them.
But for adults, it’s nothing short of Sinister!
And so it was, as soon, as I walked into that house.
A chill, ran up my spine. The hairs, on the back of my neck, and on my arms, stood up, and tingled. It was as if they knew, we shouldn’t be here. As if we weren’t welcomed here. And in deed, you could feel the evil that lurked inside.
“GET OUT!!!” the house seem to say.
And I was all for obedience.
But for the fact that my “pride” was at stake, I guess I would have left. But I couldn’t leave, now. I mean, I couldn’t let my girl friend know, that I was SCARED! So I stayed. Sweat running down my body, the house was strangely Cold.
Oh, Lord. If you just get me out of this one…,” I prayed.
Teresa (my girl friend), was Happy to see me, of course. And she even fixed me up a fine dinner, with a movie, that she had rented. It was a “chick flick”, of course. But the movie was now over. And it was time to go to bed.
Muhahahaa! 
I convinced myself that both Mike and his sister were “mistaken”, and that they had just “imagined” things. However, I couldn’t account for the dog. Dogs don’t bark for no reason. And they especially don’t bark, at the ceiling of a house, unless there is “something” up there.
Apprehensive (and even Scared), I laid upon the couch, with a shortness of breath. “T”, had brought me a pillow, and a blanket, and asked if I was comfortable. I said “yes”, and then she too was off to bed.
Now, I was alone! Eyes Wide Open, I watched. And Listened. And shivered. I can’t tell you how long I laid there before I finally went to sleep, but, it seemed like hours as I kept waiting for daylight. Slowly, I drifted off . And fell fast asleep.
Suddenly! I Woke!
And in hearing a very Eerie, and Shrieking noise,
I knew that “something” was there.
Quickly, I pulled the covers up over my head. I was Frightened to death. I did not know what I had heard, but I knew that it was evil. And so I “hid”, even as a child.
“Wait a minute! This Can’t be Real!” i told myself.
“There’s no such thing as Ghost!”
Somehow, (after a long talk with myself), I mustered up the courage to pull the covers down, just enough so that I could peek out. It was then, that I SAW IT!!!
Oh dear god it was true! What Mike told me was true. A demon, with Large Red Glowing Eyes!!! And he was looking, right at me!
Oh sh!t, sh!!, SH!T!!! How do I get myself into these things. Again I covered my head. Now Shaking and Sweating even more profusely than ever. I felt, as though I was about to have a heart attack. And I couldn’t breath, as I had used up all the oxygen under the covers. And I wasn’t about to let anymore in, I can tell you that right now. Whatever that thing was, it could stay outside the covers for all I cared. And come mourning, I would just “act” like I never heard or saw anything. But again, I started talking to myself.
Wait a minute! Why isn’t that Ghost, or Demon, or whatever it is… Why hadn’t it attacked me? And what was it REALLY???
You see, the problem is, or was. Is that I ware glasses. And don’t see to good, with them off. Now for the next problem. My glasses, lay out on the floor, in front of the couch, outside the covers. And I knew what that meant.
Without, un-covering my head. I slowly, Cautiously, slip my hand down the side of the couch, and felt around on the floor until, I Found them!
Grasping them, I quickly pulled my hand back under the covers. With both hands, and head, under the covers. I placed my glasses over my eyes. Now, I was ready!
Now I would See, what I would see!
And no matter what happened next, at least, I would have faced my fear.
Slowly, Gently, I pulled the covers down to see…,
a digital clock, hanging on the wall, with Big Red “LED” numbers.
It was 4:00am in the mourning. But having exposed the demon with Big Red Eyes, I rolled over, and went back to sleep.
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[link] Part 1, “Trash Dispatch: A Ghost Story, for Halloween!”
Trash Dispatch: A Ghost Story, for Halloween!
I have a girl friend (Teresa). Which, isn’t a such big deal except that this chick, aside from being very dear to me, seems to attract,
the Supernatural.
And I mean, Really Weird crap happens to her that makes you think;
“How come I never get to see any of that stuff?”
Oppps!
I guess I should not have asked that question,
as it was then that the phone (((rang))).
“Trash?” _she asked.
“Hey girl, what’s up?” _i had to ask.
“I’ve got a Ghost in my house.” _she said.
“Oh sh!t” i thought.
But upon gathering my courage i said;
“Why don’t you give “Mike” (her church going brother) a call,
and see what he says.”
Yeah, ok.
So, I’m a coward.
But you’ve got to understand that I “know” this chick! And I know that a Lot of Really Freaky “things” have happen to her. So like, it really didn’t and doesn’t matter that I DON’T BELIEVE in GHOST!!!, because when she tells me something, even if it is really Wierd, “I believe her”. Even if i don’t, believe in ghost.
But hey, it’s all cool now as this was one crisis that I was able to pass off to her brother. Who, by the way, is a “man of God”, so that nothing scares him, Right?
Wrong! As again, the phone (((rang)))!
“Trash!” _he exclaimed.
“Yeah Mike.” _i answered.
“Your not gonna believe this!” _he said.
“What?” _i had to ask.
Then, in a Voice Trembling with Fear, he said;
“I Saw it!!!”
“Saw What?” i said.
“A DEMON!!!” he said. “A demon with Large Red Glowing Eyes.”
With Arrogance, and Ridicule to display my Disbelief, as my Pride would never allow me to show fear, I said; “What?… Come on man!… Pull yourself together! Tell me exactly *what* you saw.”
“A DEMON!” he said. “A Demon with Big Red Glowing Eyes.” …”I’m telling you Trash, I didn’t believe it either. But I spent the night in that house because “Teresa” (his sister), was scared and needed someone to tell her that everything was “ok”. But, it ain’t ok. Because “something”, a sound maybe, woke me in the middle of the night. I paid no attention at first. But then the dog started barking. So I opened my eyes, and There it was! Staring at me with those *Big Red Glowing Eyes*. Man, I am Telling you Trash, there is a Ghost in that house. And it is EVIL!!!”
“Ah Crap!” i said. “There ain’t no such thing as Ghost and Goblins, and Demons and such.”
“Maybe not,” he said. “But now it’s YOUR TURN to Spend the Night over there.”
“Oh Sh!t!” i thought to myself. So i said, “Yeah ok, but I’m very busy right now. So it will have to be later.” (like maybe NEVER!!!) So I hung up the phone thinking I could blow him off, but then, the phone (((Rang))) again!
“Hello?”
“Trash?” oh Sh!t, it was Teresa. And I could tell by her voice, that it was going to be bad.
“I need you” she said.
Damn! I hate those three words. I started Dancing of course.
But this time, there was no way out of it. I Had to go.
I had to go, and Spend the Night, in that house.
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to be continued, at Midnight!
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