We're out there havin' fun...

Today I frolicked in the surf at the beach with JFK.

I am beginning to think there is something very wrong with my life.

but I like it anyway.

ONoes, indiana Jones r Comingz!!!!1111

lolol.

Also: not mine, but this is how I sometimes feel in this scary, skinny life:

Ja Whol, mien Führer.

Almost every dead nazi I know has gone through some period of thinking/fearing that they, in fact, might be Dead!Hitler. Yes, even das Kainenchen, although I was... eight? Something like that, at the time.

Anyway. Hitler is one of those lives that for anyone to claim would be... well, a one-way ticket to the land of the crazyfuck. That said, I think there's still some speculation about who, in this current time, had the misfortune of having der Führer's karma.

My guess is immortalised below:





Let's face it-- He's led a life of glory and trauma, he's been a little kid his whole life, and really, he'd be great at the job.

Just a suggestion.

(eta: honestly, could also be Mussolini. Srsly.)

Pimp'n.

Gestapo Jones Started a Blog. On the Deadness, and it's online incarnations. It is most excellent, an I recommend it highly.

Today has been a bad karma day. Some blended blessings, but overall annoying, in a very black humor sort of way.

I would say gallows humor, but is there any other kind?

A Very Auschwitz Christmas

So, here is the entire photo album that goes with the article I linked in the postscript here. It's worth it for the Auschwitz Christmas tree, which the owner of the album is lighting.

Also, I figured out why I hated my 7th grade lit teacher so much, on first sight.

He looks exactly like Josef Mengele, especially in this picture.

Forgive the remote link, but it's just so creepy.

~K.H.

(p.s. No mother, I don't want a Hitler action figure for Christmas. Or Hanukkah. Nien.)

(p.p.s. For some reason, if the above album link doesn't work, try this one, and there's a link on the sidebar to view the album.)