Snorts – as if. Okay so there I was last night playing around on my laptop and I came across this informative piece of information. I read it and then snorted so hard that I fell off of my toddler bed. Let me just say there is NO WAY this little oinker is getting close enough to any slithery long snake of any size to check his eyes out. I’m just saying. What about you my friends?
Sometimes I watch the strangest shows on television. Maybe I should rephrase that. Som
etimes Hollywood puts out the strangest shows on television that of course this oinker can’t pass up and has to watch. Take for instance, a couple of weeks ago on A&E a new show came out called Fear: Buried Alive. Now, it intrigued me and mom. We thought you know we gotta check this out and see what it is all about. Now, I’m kind of like on one hoof WOW ya’ll did what and on the other hoof like that was time I can’t get back in my life. Why do you say? Let me break it down for you like only this oinker can – snorts.
There are three subjects that volunteered for this experiment. Now here’s something I forgot to mention – this is live television. Not only will they be buried alive in a coffin six feet under ground, they will be wired so that doctors on scene can watch their vitals and there are cameras as well as sound in the coffi
ns. There are two guys and one girl.
The entire reasoning behind being buried alive is to conquer fears. Mom said she could 
somewhat maybe do the buried alive part. I mean, there are so many people watching you that they aren’t going to let anything happen. But that’s where they start throwing in twists. One twist is that as you are laying in your coffin, you are strapped in and then they push a button and your restraints are tighter. Another time, they play on your biggest fear. In one box with a guy, they let in a snake. Another box with the girl, they let in large rats. Another box with a guy, they let in thousands of huge roaches. All of this while you are six feet under the ground in a box. Can you handle that now?
During this time, the audio is turned off and on between the boxes so they can’t talk to each other while 
they adapt to their biggest fears. Now here you are in a box, hot, dark, you have something in the box with you, you are tied down and now you don’t have any communication with anyone – you are cut off from the world. You are thinking to yourself, “What have I gotten myself into?”
The guy with the snake – did I tell you his history? When he was little, he fell in a hole with a momma
snake and her babies. The momma snake bit him on the arm. And there he is with a snake in his coffin with him. He tapped out during a commercial towards the end. He couldn’t take it when the snake started slithering up from his feet towards his head.
Then the coffin with the girl, dirt starts falling in from the top of her coffin and she thinks it’s caving in. The remaining guy, his alarm starts going off and he thinks he’s running out of oxygen. Of course, mom and me called this – it was all in the plans to make them “think” they had immediate death upon them. A little over an hour they stayed in their boxes under ground.
How long would you stay?
Squeals! I have another guest submission today from my Auntie Sharon who lives in Australia. Oh my friends – this is definitely a scary one. Will someone hold my hoof please?
Aussies are not known for their timid nature or of being easily scared. When you share your home and garden with flesh eating spiders and snakes that can kill in several minutes one tends to get a bit desensitized to the horror side of life.
However there is a place in Australia that the thought of gives me the creeps. There are signs every where advising people not to swim and even have signs with pictures showing how people could drown if they swim.
Alas some people seem to see the “do not swim” because you will get drowned or eaten as a challenge.
Which brings me to the many mysterious deaths at Devil’s pool. Wouldn’t you think a water hole called Devils Pool with signs everywhere would deter people from swimming there? No! People go there in droves and unfortunately, not every one leaves. There is talk of people drowning there WHO WERE NOT SWIMMING at the time??
This story goes way back to the story of our ancestors before European settlement and it seems Devil’s Pool is haunted by a young native girl called Oolana who lures young men to their death as she tries to find her lost love.
The story may or not be true but the drownings are very true.
Tell me, would you risk it a have a swim on a red hot day in this pool?
Note to self – when visiting this park, Do Not pet the rattlesnakes. Check. I will not do that. Snorts with piggy laughter!
Oh my sweet friends. How are you holding up so far with my 31 Days of Spook? Are you leaving the lights on at night yet? Are you watching all of the shadows behind you? Are you spooked when someone says hello to you? Snorts – if you are, buckle up those seat belts because I’ve got a great scary story for you today. This story was submitted by my friend Easy. If you haven’t met Easy, please visit his blog and tell them that Bacon sent you. Without further ado, here it is straight from Easy’s mouth – his horror story 🙂
“The Haunted Archipelago of Britanny or the Archipel des Glénan is located some miles westwards of my crib.
Because the whole area was subtropic once, the archipelago with 9 islands and a lot of dead coral reefs accrued there. There are Saint Nicholas, Loc’h, Penfret, Drenec, Guiautec,Quignénec, Bananec, Brunec and Cigogne. Some are inhabited, some are abandoned and some are occupied by sheeps – butt ALL are haunted. The reefs and rocks and the the special drifts shall be the reason that many ships got lost there and a giant ships graveyard was built during the years. But the truth is, that this ships were sunken by La Groac’h de l’île d
u Loc’h, a witch who lives on the island Loc’h. She is the richest woman of the world, because she collected all the treasures from the ships she pulled to the ground of the sea. She is described as a beautiful girl what caught the sailors who lost their ships, butt in reality she is a wild creature, as ugly as a baboons ass with snakes and algues in her hair and with giant fangs in her mouth.
Her home is at the bottom of a lake at Loc’h and it’s being said that this lake has a secret connection to the ocean where she is luring for her victims. Once in the clutches of La Groac’h you belong to her fur ever and ever…
and ever…. Maaaan, thanks Overlook-Twins, are you everywhere or what? Breeze off!
Because the bretons are practical thinking people, they built a chapel and a cemetery on Loc’h, where they buried the sailors who died in maritime disasters. That was much easier than to bring them to mainland, because they anyway landed at the island of La Groac’h. And btw. the striped sailor shirts, called Mariniére or matelot , were invented there. Dating back to March 1858 French Navy-Wear Act when all mariners were required to wear a blue and white striped top in order to aid spotting and rescuing should they fall into the sea. The rules required 21 white stripes of 20 mm and 20/21 blue stripes of 10 mm and soon all sailors, particularly around the busy ports of Brittany were wearing it. The legend tells that every one of the 21 stripes stands for a victory of Napoleon… and the hole for the neck probably stands for Waterloo or what? Butt anyway that’s the shirt what became famous in 1917 as Coco Chanel wore it with widelegged pants. Althought many designers and chainstores copied that style , the original is made by ARMOR LUX
, they are still in business and if you want to be prepared for all reasons what can happen at sea, you should get one.
Another island, called Cigogne has a fort, what was built in 1717 to safe the coast from pirates, dutchmen and brits. The fort was used by french troops and during the WWII occupied by germans. Today the island is used by the world famous Sailing School Les Glénans, but it’s totally haunted and during stormy nights you can hear the screaming and howling of the lost souls of the former residents. Sometimes a sudden mist comes up there and between the fog patches you can discover the praying arms of the lost souls who crave for salvation.
Till today the archipelago is a beautiful but dangerous area, every year the coast guards find bodies of smart tourists or people from Paris who thought they can hop from island to island by foot during ebb tide. Some of them end as the prey of La Groac’h who is insatiable. Also many ships end there, from rubber-rafts to million-dollar yachts, La Groac’h knows no difference. Treasure hunters mostly land between their objects of desire or in jail, because the whole area is a protected reservate.
And the boast of some bathtub-captains and the special weather there, what changes within minutes without a warning, are La Groac’hs helpers… That’s very annoying for the coast guards who have to risk their lifes to collect the peeps who fidget in the creek after a sudden storm… and otherways their Bouillabaisse, the traditional meal after a storm gets cold while they have to pick up that folks…and a cold Bouillabaisse is totally NOT tasty, just saying…
Oh dear piggy heavens above. Yep, you read that right. A show on television called Naked and Afraid. I’ve been watching this on my television for a while now. It’s taken me a while to wrap my little piggy brain around the concept. Let me explain that to you so you get why I’m amazed.
A man and a woman sign up for this adventure. Voluntarily might I add – snorts – remember that part. They go somewhere remote in the world. It could be Panama, Fiji, a swamp, the beach, a rain forest or wilderness. They have to survive for 21 days alone. Together. Naked. No water, no food and no clothes. Did you get that? Naked. Two strangers that don’t know each other on their own.
WTP (what the pig?!) I can understand 21 days of survival in a remote place but naked? As in no clothes. Not a stitch of nothing. For all the world to see. A complete stranger. In nature. With bugs, rain, heat, no food, no water, slithery things like snakes, dirt, and yuck. Shivers to mergatroid.
This show comes on the Discovery channel. Have you seen it? If so, thoughts? If not, you gotta see this show. Oh, and let me add there is a small camera crew that follows them around. Of course they can’t help in any way unless there is an emergency but they see you in your birthday suit too.
So, are you going to sign up? Snorts.
Bashful made it back to the Hotel Thompson from Australia!
We all stayed up really late last night talking about his travels and misadventures. OMP (oh my pig)! He had a blast down under. And like Las Vegas, some things that happened in Australia stay in Australia if you know what I mean – winks winks.
You’re not going to accept that, are you? You want the juicy details of his wicked time with Bimby while making his short silent movie Rockadile Dundee. I’m sorry.
I can’t tell you any of the juicy details. Bashful said that a gentlerock does not talk about his ladies. aaaww – I raised that little pebble right!
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The little international rolling stone came home with some great treasures of his time spent with his host family. The above left handed picture is Bashful in his suit that he wore to the wedding. What a handsome little guy! He now refers to that suit as his 007 Rock Bond outfit. What a riot! He told me late last night that he wore his suit out one night when he took Bimby out for a date – 🙂
The picture to the right is of Bashful and his Australian outback hat. What a looker! And you see that item behind him? That is a hand painted boomerang from Australia that came home with him. I’ve already caught him throwing it around the house. We’ve all learned how to duck really fast with that thing flying about. And never fear about his cross eyed look in the picture. I think he was slightly inebriated from the long flight home. You know, they’ll serve anyone a drink these days in the happy air above. I guess there is no ‘under age’ in the sky.
This picture to the left is of the other goodies that Bashful came home with that was in his luggage. Stickers of all different things – Koala bears, snakes and Kangaroos. Bashful told me that I could have some of them to put in our bedroom – I can’t wait to decorate my board.
And you know, they didn’t forget mom either. See that fluffy pen in the picture? It’s a Mickey Mouse pen! It lights up when you write with it. Mommy is in love with that pen. I do believe she took it to the worky place so she can use/look at it every day.
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Fozziemom and company was even so nice to send the purr things some treats. Trust me, those little vultures jumped on that bag like it was crack!
And talking about crack – snorts. See that can to the left beside the Koala pouch, Bashful is hooked on that stuff! Mom/dad tried some last night and gave me a small bite. OMP (oh my pig!). It is GOOD! No wonder that little Bashful couldn’t stay out of it. It’s peppermint glory.
And you’re probably wondering about that Koala pouch. It is the cutest little thing that zips up. There was something amazing in that little pouch. I’m getting too ahead of myself so you’ll have to wait for what it was. I promise to tell you.
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And of course, we have to show a picture of the intellectual Bashful with his glasses on and sporting his hat. Can you believe he went to bed last night wearing that? And yes, he used his specks when he was reading to us out loud about his adventures in his travel log.
Can you believe that we also had a slide show of his side trip to Sydney? Oh gracious – it was a hoot. He visited so many places while down under. I think we will be hearing about his tales for some time to come.
But, we are talking about the international rolling stone – my Bashful. He will be home for a couple of more days and then he is off to his next host family and his next adventure. Where will it be? Only me and the next host family will know.
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But before he hops that plane, we had to take some family pictures of the “Rock Clan”. There they all are on their sofa in their bedroom getting to know each other.
From left to right, they are:
Princess Coralena (from Hawaii), Mannie (from France), Virginia (from Virginia), Bashful and wait a minute – who is that?
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May I introduce you to the newest member of the Hotel Thompson. This is Rockelle from Australia. She is in this picture wearing Bashful’s Australian hat and wait – what is that? She is siding up with Bashful and they are a twosome?! Stop the presses – Bashful came home with a girlfriend?! And they know how to grow them in Australia. She has the cutest little accent and look at that purple eyeshadow. She has so woo’ed the little guy.
And you’re probably wondering about how Princess Coralena must be feeling about this. Well, let’s just say there’s going to be a rock fight about whose rock Bashful really is. I can feel it in my bones. But Bashful, he’s a young tyke. He needs to experience life right now. He can always settle down when he hangs up his travel boots, right?
So, to Fozziemom and clan – thank you so much for hosting a great time for the little fellow. I know he had an awesome time and will always cherish his memories with you in Australia. You were great.
But the bottom question remains – where will Bashful end up next?
Leave it to mom/dad to go on the neatest field trips by themselves. Now, this little piggy is really jealous! Over the weekend while mom was off from the worky place, they went to the Georgia Aquarium in Atlanta, Georgia. Mom took pictures – of course, she never leaves home without her camera – snorts. Some of the pictures are amazing! Mom/dad both said that it was a learning experience and they had a ball!
Look at the picture to the left that mom took of the jelly fish. It’s like it glows in the dark!
Did you know that the Georgia Aquarium has more than 10 million gallons of fresh and marine water and more aquatic life than found in any other aquarium? That’s right off their web page and I do believe it is true. Mom took all kinds of pictures. This little pig was awestruck.
At the Georgia Aquarium, you can even swim or dive with whale sharks. Shivers – I don’t think I’m anywhere brave enough for that. Do you think you could? You can also have an encounter with a dolphin. Now THAT I think I could do – 🙂
Do you see that huge thing swimming there in this picture? It’s a shark – shivers
I don’t know how mom/dad took it standing there and taking pictures with that giant swimming so close. It was almost like you could reach out and touch it! And the size – THUD – piggy down.
This was one of my favorite pictures that mom took. Look at that fish! You just want to go, “Here fishy, fishy, fishy.” It was huge. That was definitely one that didn’t get away if you know what I mean – snorts.
Of course, dad saw this and wanted to get his fishing pole out – crazy daddy!
Do you see what is in this picture to the right? Look closely because there is a lot of green and you miss it.
Just don’t turn your back because if it was a snake, it would have gotten you. Drum roll – I know it was a pretty bad joke.
Mom said this was as close as she could get to that creature, definitely no close ups with the camera on him. Of course, I told her that he was just green with envy. HA – I know another bad joke.
I leave it up to the professional comedians.
Who doesn’t love the penguins? Mommy said that she could have watched this pair all day long because they were really putting on a show.
They kept diving in and out of the water acting like they were playing ‘tag’. I can imagine how I do with the purr things here at the Hotel Thompson. That’s fun!
I hope you enjoyed mom/dad’s field trip to the Georgia Aquarium. It looked totally fun! I have to wonder though. I wonder if they would take a new pig guide? I could walk people around that huge fascinating place with the best of them. What do you think? XOXO – Bacon
I’ve been saying that my backyard is a mysterious and wonderful place full of woods and creatures of the unknown. It should have magical unicorns that poop the rainbow…. not slithery things without fur that run around hissing at people that cross its path.
This weekend, I looked out my window and finally saw this special creature. I swear it winked at me. Then just to make it more special, it pooped the rainbow before it ran back into the woods.
See, I told you I had a mysterious back yard full of woods and whimiscal creatures. 🙂
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