Archive for the ‘Hearses’ Category
Terrible injustices are taking place:
1. I found myself at the front of a four-car pile-up while driving my body shop’s loaner car. (I am not at fault.) Some say I was lucky not to have been driving the BDH when it happened. How is it lucky to be stuck in Everett for two hours while the police fill out paperwork?
2. I recently learned that the Russians sometimes transport their dead in buses. How do they decide who gets to sit up front?
3. I went to the Seattle Auto Show and there were no Cadillac Ciels for me to sit in. How have they not started building these damn cars?
4. It’s hearse, not hearst. How did you get through this post without calling, texting, and/or visiting me personally to tell me what a horrible mistake I made?
Thanks to Google Translator and the Internet, I was able to receive and understand a fan letter all the way from Russia! (And it’s not even spam!) These pictures are from Victor, who works for a funeral company. Naturally, I had a million questions for him and don’t speak Russian, so we’ll see if I get a response. Either way, I’m happy to admire this lovely Cadi in its home across the pond!
Not many people know this about me, but I spent two years living in Baton Rouge attending LSU. Living on the edge of civilization was neat for awhile, but obviously I had to keep on truckin’. Someone I met at Geek Girl Con tipped me off about this beautiful custom LSU tailgating hearse. (Thanks, Chris!) I hope to see in person one day, even though it would mean attending a football game.
No kidding, it has a coffin, which of course contains booze. It would be cool to do the same thing with Barbie, but then I wouldn’t have room to put all the people needed to consume it.
Even though I graduated from UT-Austin and have no reservations about advertising this fact (scroll down), I still love the tiger fans and enjoy the occasional offbeat LSU story. Yes, they’re rival teams. But somehow I manage to identify with more than one thing without feeling personally conflicted. Not being into sports helps.
These are always a good time, even if you’re not into cars. At the very least, you can suck down one of the greatest milkshakes in the PacNW and get a gumball from the giant machine.
I’ll be sending out more reminders as the date nears.
The Rain City Hearse Club had a photo shoot at Tacoma Cemetery this weekend, and we had 10 coaches in attendance&mdasha new record for us, I think! We also had a gaggle of zombie models, a sadistically awesome clown, and eight photographers. Three of them were mine, because driving all the way to Tacoma is Serious Business.
Highlights included meeting Pandora for the first time and seeing my Bremerton brethren so we could continue basking in the glory of small town fame garnered by the wildly popular Silverlake Whaling Days Parade. I also got to eat a cupcake, and I hear the pictures of that are even better than the related video, but I’ll believe it when I see it.
So I’m clearly not as dark and scary as my cohorts, and I’m the only one smiling in a lot of these pictures. The sun came out almost the minute I arrived, and my day was filled with junk food and good friends, so yeah, I’m smiling!
The full album from Chad is shared publicly on facebook (no login required). I have a few shots from John posted in the official BDH Picasa web album as well. Pictures should continue rolling in. I’ll just keep grooming while I wait…
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In the beginning, Kat had an idea. It was a harebrained idea to create a life-size manifestation of a simple play on words.
On the first day of April, Kat purchased a 1992 Cadillac Brougham Superior hearse and said, “Let us create the Barbie Dream Hearse.” And it was good.
On the second day, Kat conducted one final online search for all references to any vehicle hinting a relation to Barbie, hearses, and even dreams. No combination of qualities existed to the magnitude required to deter her from purchasing the domain, barbiedreamhearse.com. And it was good.
And on the third day, someone across the country took a picture of a beautiful classic pink Caddy with suicide doors, coined it Barbie’s Little Dream Hearse, and received electronic fellatio by the dozens. And it was… a little surprising. So much for having a somewhat original idea…
(If you check out the page, he took the picture literally two days after I bought my car. It’s uncanny how closely timed these events are. I feel silly for admitting this, but if the chronology were reversed, I would feel kind of bad.)
Voodoo hearse sighting from a friend in New Orleans:
After being in the Rain City Hearse Club for almost a year, I attended my first meetup today at Poodle Dog in Tacoma. Even if I had been in town for any of the prior meetups, I probably wouldn’t have gone without a hearse. Judging from the low turnout and the emails from non-attendees that followed, it’s an understandable sentiment.
Rick, Frank, Mike, and I met with Troy, who is organizing this year’s Crypticon in Everett. He gave us an overview of the event and how we could help. Since I have a hearse that is outfitted specifically to transport people, I’ll be making airport runs before settling into my booth at the convention.
Although I have a pretty good idea of what I want to wear, there was talk of giving me a full-on gothing. I’ve always gotten by wearing relatively little makeup, and I’m not even sure that goth makeup would look right on someone with my facial features, but I’m open to whatever people want to do. It’s not like I have a personal conflict with scaring small children. Plus, Troy is planning to have Chuckles DeClown greet guests at the airport, so it would be nearly impossible to be the freakiest-looking person there.
They’re expecting about 5,000 people to attend for three days of shows, activities, and partying, so I think this will be an fun chance to make some contacts and promote the car. If you were too lazy to click the Crypticon link, it runs June 18-20. Folks in the Seattle area: Come out for at least one of the days and say hi!