Damages could run into hundreds of thousands of dollars.
“He obviously has a drug issue or something going on, [neighbor] Klawans said. “I have just never seen anything like this in my life.”
The Collier County Property Appraiser’s office says the house belongs to 40-year-old Jeffrey Leibman, who neighbors said did the damage over the course of a week.
I searched for the location, and it turns out to be in the Gobi Desert in Monglolia. A Reddit commenter added this:
“Its not a house, but a restaurant by the Flaming Cliffs/Dinosaur fossil site in the Gobi Desert in Mongolia. It’s not as big as it looks, and this pic is quite old. It’s a bit dilapidated now. 44°10’31.54″N 103°41’49.39″E“
No GoogleMaps Street View – there ain’t no streets.
[Image found here.]
Pushing hay [via]. Makes me itchy just watching it.
“The Ballad of Holland House” is based upon a true story.
Holland Island sits in Chesapeake Bay, near Wenona, Maryland. The five-mile-long island was settled in the 1600s, and at one time had a population of 360 people and 70 buildings. Erosion ate away at the island, which sat on silt and clay, and the residents moved away between 1914 and 1918. The island’s church was moved in 1922, and only one house remained standing. It was built in 1888. For decades, the water ate away at the island, and the last remaining house finally collapsed in October of 2010. What’s left of the island is now a marsh, home to hundreds of sea birds. See pictures of the island and the house -and the cemetery- at the Baltimore Sun [via].
How ’bout some retro rockabilly from Budapest?
The Tom Stormy Trio (featuring Leipzig’s Miss Rhythm Sophie) is just the thing to wrap up this edition of The Saturday Matinee.
Have a great Passover / Easter, folks.
I’ll belch and I’ll fart and I’ll scratch where it itches, whenever and wherever.
Deal with it.
[Found here.]
“Dusk on Exeter Road” photo by James Casebere
His colour photographs depict American landscapes, those vast spaces where land, forest and sea meet in places such as the Californian coast and North Carolina. Isolated architectural structures stand in the midst of these places where nature reigns apparently unchallenged. Sometimes private dwellings, sometimes public buildings, they are the stamp of human activity and the symbol of its fragility.
Right Click For The Tacky Map!
We’re all Fuldkommen Gak now.
Fight Blogslutting. (Psst. Hey, buddy. Got a Buck 4 a Bunk? A dime a day keeps the meerkats away. Cutesy little standy-uppy weasel-lookin' bastards.)
