so ,today i bulit a coffin...

I wish our culture would adopt the same... as a coffin is (usually) the last of our earthly possesions... it amazes me that here they are so impersonal ... seen one, seen em all...

 

more and more people are doing it. but for the older people, they tend to be more comfortable with the more reserved classics. me? i wanna be buried in a coffin shaped like a book.

 

It does seem that more thought should be put into design and creativity. All these companies are so concerned about the velvet lining, and pillows and stuff, but overall Oz is right, they all look the same. I want mine to look like a canoe.

 

I saw velvet lining, and started thinking about Cate's lingerie again.

I need to go play outside or something.

 

You too, huh?

 

Nice to hear of a coffin be used for something practical.

 

I tried to sleep in it last night, but spiders had already taken over so i slept in my bed.

But tonight......

The spiders shall die.....

 

dude.. that reminds me of this book i just read. "possible side effects". This crazy old bitch who is super organized and practical, she buys a coffin and installed shelves, and then uses it as a bookcase. and when she kills herself, all her friends have to come unload the books of the shelves so she can be buried in it.

 

but anyways...fuck coffins. im being cremated.

 

:agree: I hate the idea of being buried in a box for all eternity...

 

From Transylvania with Love


It was nearly enough to arouse me before my accustomed nightfall when, among the cards and letters that have been wending their way here for the last, oh, 600 years or so, with word of my supposed affliction.

So now it’s rabies that drives me to seek my lovely victims? Rabies? How Plebeian! Scientists should stay home at night with their doors bolted, if they can’t tell the difference between me, the prince of Walachia, and my old friend Jack Homolupus. Hirsute as he is, Jack is best known as the Wolfman, and it is he who has rabies, a mild case though. Louis Pasteur wouldn’t even take him as a patient. But I digress.


I, the most prominent inhabitant of Transylvania, have never in my life foamed at the mouth. It would be ludicrous to suppose that I had. The foam would obscure my two-inch long canine teeth, one of my most recognizable features, and that would be a pity, don’t you agree? As for biting indiscriminately I can only suggest you review my history. I prefer women as you call them these days liberated women, of good breeding and translucent skin. These ephemeral qualities have always appealed to me. Perhaps I inherited this taste from my Mother.


From my father though I inherited my fondness for the night and my desire for the jugular vein which courses so conveniently up to the neck. I become enraptured just thinking about it. You see my father as his before him, and his before him has a slight ailment, a condition we don’t boast about, it called Porphyria. Mary Queen of Scots passed it on to King George III and so on. When I knew her Mary had a lovely neck, porphyria is mainly an inherited metabolic disorder in which pigment is over produced, but I shan’t bore you with the details. Let it be that the disorder makes my skin sensitive to the light, and I enjoy the night, naturally. Over the years from the exposure of moonlight, some porphyrins have leeched into my bones and teeth causing a miserable case of erythodontia, a reddish staining of my rapier canines. I rather fancy the effect.


If you are interested, erythrodontia shows up best under long-wave ultraviolet rays, but few people care about this anymore, alas



Count Dracula
Whereabouts withheld


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I didn't actually read all that, but the transylvania part reminds me of rocky horror picture show. tim curry:drool:

good job man.
coffins and tim curry, pretty amazing stuff right here.

 

The article on rabies was in OMNI Magazine which is now defunct, and the writing apparently "tongue and teeth"



Hotwater

 

The jugular vein courses down your neck, not up.

 

i dont want to read all of the pages, so my question is,

is the coffin a symbol of rebellion, because it would freak your parents out?

or is it a symbol of freedom, sleeping in a coffin feels normal for you, your a dark soul?

 

plus, you should just use your woodworking skills and build yourself a big fat bank account.

 

I would so support my daughter in this.