Wednesday, May 18, 2011

blogger ate my baby!

Okay, not really, but I got online last week, or whenever the blogger crash occurred, to write a post, and discovered that I wouldn't be writing anything that night.  Needless to say, I've been a bit leery, but decided to give it a shot tonight.

I watched Thor last week, and I have to say it's now my favorite of all the Marvel Comic movies.  It truly was awesome!  I tried to find something wrong with it, but... nope.  I don't think it was perfect, but it was close.  The reason I mention Thor was because it brought up an old gaming memory...

Quite a few years ago, a close friend and I were trying to get a new gaming group together.  His wife was acquainted with some gamers, and so we thought about asking them.  Now it was a married couple, who had what I like to call an ABS ( Alternate Belief System ), i.e. they worshiped the Norse Gods, and to be more specific, Thor.  I kid you not.  Now this didn't really bother me, in fact I had many friends who were Wiccans, pagan, and what-have-you.  No biggie... I don't judge.

So a couple of weeks go by, and I ask my friend if he has talked to them.  Well, he kind of shrugs, and tells me a quite a tale.

Apparently the husband, who it turns out had a history of not-so-good mental health, killed his wife.  He had actually reported her missing, and they found her car near San Antonio, or somewhere in Texas.  My memory is a bit fuzzy.  A detective actually interviews the husband, and confronts him, and flat out accuses him of killing his wife.  The guy then throws up.  Anyway, it turns out that the whole time the detective was there, the wife's body was hidden in a closet.  ( He had a friend follow him to where he left his wife's car. ) To avoid the legal system, the guy soon checks himself into a mental institution, and I don't think he was ever prosecuted.

All in all, I'm glad we never gamed with them.  In retrospect, I'm thinking it would have been a bad idea, a very bad idea.

Then there was the time I helped someone move out of there apartment because their roommate had built an alter to Satan in their bedroom, but that's a story for another time.

Oh and here's a cool photo I found...
According to the website where I found this photo, all the helmets and other discarded items were buried.  I wonder why they didn't recycle them?