Greenwood Cemetery

According to my father, back in the day, Greenwood Cemetery was quite the tourist destination. People would come from miles around to wander through its perfectly sculpted meadows and gander at it's vast array of over the top gravestones and tombs. Well, that day was probably before video games, tv, electricity, etc, because when I went it was as silent as a... well, a tomb, I guess...

It's in Brooklyn, just below Prospect Park...


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As the reviews testify (and seriously, who is posting reviews of a graveyard?!) It is beautiful though, rolling hills and great views over Manhattan. Even the entrance gate is spectacular, if rather foreboding.

I found a rosary! No, really, I found it, I didn't steal it. It was on the road. I thought it might be good luck to keep it. Hmm... come to think of it, I can't remember where I put it.
Ahh fuck, I lost a rosary.

Let's play guess the creature. I'm going for cat. Very Egyptian. Could be a dog though. Whatever it is, it's clearly in need of a good meal. And a head.

I went on the day the Rapture was meant to be taking place (do you capitalise rapture? I guess it's an event, like Christmas or Champions League Final Day, so you must do), which could have been a serious mistake if the Rapture had taken the form of a zombie uprising.

However, I did see this sign of the way home that made me chuckle.

This is a hell of a good way to sell Cheeseburgers (hey, if I can capitalise Rapture, I sure as hell can capitalise Cheeseburgers).