Welcome to a new feature on the blog! I’m going to call it ‘Weird Finds’, and I’m not talking about the ‘weird finds’ like the bumps you might feel between your poopchute and your teabag a month or so after your visit to Madame Carnale’s Peep Parlor.
I’m talking about the weird finds I come across when exploring Google Maps. I frikking LOVE looking at maps and bopping around the planet and seeing what sort of oddball things I can find. Oddball things … like this one:
The Winchester Mystery House
Oh hellz, is this the house that ever ends?
Nope, in fact, no one really knows how many rooms there are. It was built by an old lady who had a lot of money and who, instead of spending it all on male gigolos that look like Mark Harmon (which I would do if I were a rich old lady), she spent it on psychics and other charlatans who told her that she’d be cursed if she ever stopped building on to her house.
The joke was on her though, she died eventually. Then Steven King wrote a book about the house, except instead of paying some sort of royalties, he called the house “Rose Red”, populated it with really bad actors, and moved it to the fine state of Washington.
Muh-muh-muh My Tra-tra-trona
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Zoom in on this dude and have a look around the neighborhood! Shit, that guy is Mel Gibson!
“Excuse me, Mr. Gibson, have you picked out a dune buggy to race around the desert in to search for marauders to kill yet? We have some nice models over here behind you.” Creepy.
Speaking of Mel Gibson, here’s his house:
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He has a large tennis court, as we can see, on which I image he runs around saying things like, “Didja see that sugartits, Jesus made me ace that shot!”
I think I am really going to enjoy tis feature.
The Trona Wildrose thing might actually be Mel Gibson. He was in town for a movie shoot. Many movies are shot in Trona because of the Trona pinnacles and the fact that it is only about 2 1/2 hour drive from Hollywood.
There is a little Chevron station in Trona. I was talking to the clerk, she said some dude came in and asked her if she recognized him, he said he was Mel Gibson. She said “If you are Mel Gibson, I’m the queen of England”. He left in a huff. It was really Mel Gibson.
By the way, Poop-chute is hyphenated even though you never put a hyphen next to a colon.
If you look south down the road you can see several white columns of water vapor, that is Searles Valley Minerals where I work.
Wait, what?!?!?!
Of all the places in the world that I happen to randomly click on, and just randomly happen to click down the road a little ways and accidentally find that junk yard with THAT guy standing there, and it happens to be the tiny town YOU work at???!?!
What the….?
I guess so unless this is one of your mind screwing with personalized hacks.
I live about 40 miles (about 1000 Canadian miles) from there but I have worked in Trona for about 16 years.
>>>By the way, Poop-chute is hyphenated even though you never put a hyphen next to a colon.
hehehe poop and grammar all in one comment.
I’m here to serve and inform, you’re welcome.
I’m sure if you were to zoom in on Dubya’s Brush Ranch in Texass, you would get another penpal letter from him. “They” keep track of people looking at shit like that.
Of course, the ‘Dick’ Cheney might take you quail hunting…if you get my drift.
Sugartits. I kinda like that.
Keep it up! I’m way too lazy to look for cool stuff on maps myself, so I’ll welcome all the help from you I can get!
Sugartits? Imagine, if you will, if tits were actually made of sugar. What a fleeting moment of glory that would be…………followed by sadness.
Or some shit.
I was always fascinated with that Winchester mystery house. I want to go to there.
I was on a business trip in San Jose once with some time to waste so I went to the Winchester House. It is friggin’ cool as hell. HUGE and rambling and every room is in some sort of disarray. I went late in the day so I had my very own tour guide.