91 Comments Posted by isabeats

Just to clarify: Kate Jacson was in "Satan's School...", not "Don't Look...".

kty- I remember "Don't Look in the Basement". So bad it was good. It was on a double-feature DVD (which only cost a dollar!) with "Satan's School For Girls"- the title is MUCH better than the movie. Kate Jackson was in it, just as she was also in "Dark Shadows".

o cumon liynn- git with itt an spek englis. its to hardd tu mak owt wut youse try to say heer. yo trippin?

This is the most incredibly beautiful photo I've yet to see and is now my wallpaper. I doubt I will find another photo more beautiful than this one. The contrast of bare winter grays and golden sunshine is perfect. I'm so glad it's what greets me every time I turn my computer on. Thanks, Motts!

Nugz- So you would actually go into a long-abandoned mental institution, full of lead, asbestos, dead animals, urine, and who knows what else, and eat unidentified pills off the floor??? Pills that were left behind when the old place closed?? That would explain a lot!

This is one of the most striking photos I've found on this site so far. The lighting and the contrast of order and decay are beautiful.
And speaking of mold being dangerous: the 18-year-old son of a co-worker died from spreading moldy hay around the foundations of his home to insulate it during the winter. The mold destroyed his lungs.

The dwarves in "The Brood".

Someone in the forum asked what had happened to the merry-go-round. It is now in Holyoke, at, I believe, the Heritage Park and it is still used. I used to take people to ride it at Belchertown all the time. You could ride it all day if you chose to and sometimes we'd be on it for a few hours at a time. They didn't play merry-go-round music, but did play 70's rock. It was very relaxing. And it was great to be getting paid for riding a merry-go-round!

acuteward- Adults can have night terrors too. I've had them several times in my adult life: I would wake up yelling in absolute panic, so terrified I would jump out of bed and run around my apartment, trying to get away from some vague, unidentified horror. My heart would be pounding so hard and fast that I bet people with weak hearts could actually die during night terrors. The whole thing was very hard to shake off; you felt wide awake, yet you would continue to feel terrified, even though you had no idea of what it was you were so scared of. If you wake up during a dream or nightmare, only then do you remember it. And when I'd wake up out of a night terror. I'd remember nothing; it was simply an intense, mysterious fear, not an actual nightmare. Strange. It's even worse when you're a child because it feels so real and it's so difficult to snap out of.

This reminds me of Survival Research Laboratories' performances in San Francisco in the early 80's. Mark Pauline used to go into old tunnels and abandoned factories to collect mummified animal corpses which he then hooked up to machines to create robots. At one performance a dead rabbit /robot tried to escape from a strange, flame-throwing machine that lurched along on square wheels. At another performance, dead rabbits twitched and jumped in front of a huge poster of Billy Graham. The shows were often dangerous and you took your chances going, but they were always incredible. I remember one where giant robots attacked each other, bombs and flame-throwers were going off, then an extremely powerful wind machine was turned on, blowing stuff everywhere, including into the crowd. A lot of these events were filmed and are documented on DVD. RSL is still in existence and is well worth checking out if you ever get the chance. I'm sure there is a lot of info about this on the web.

coulorphobia= a fear of clowns

On this side of the building are several spots where there is a fenced-in space (almost like a crawl-space but with room to stand) with stalactite-like mineral deposits hanging from the ceiling. Some were several inches long, looking like little icicles.

This photo gallery reminds me of some remote back ward, quiet and seemingly forgotten.

This is another one of my favorite themes on this site: plantlife invading building interiors. And this photo is a beautiful example of that.

Very beautiful and strange- I think they're daisies... or chamomile blossoms. The peeling paint near the bottom looks like sliced hardboiled eggs.