Jun 282010
 
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My friend Mose came over Saturday night to drink wine and be a porch-sitter with me. Somehow the Lizzie Borden Bed and Breakfast came up in conversation and I felt inspired to go back and look at the pictures from when Henry took me there for my birthday. I think it was in 2003. So now we know that 2003 was the last good birthday I had.

Anyway, he and I were the only guests that night in July, aside from this really goofy guy named Mike who was house-sitting for the summer. I remember being beyond scared to the point of barely sleeping, and then cracking my thigh on the underside of the super-low dining room table the next morning over a breakfast of jonny cakes. Scared and bruised, that is my summation.

This is a picture of me and my big arms, sitting on Lizzie’s parent’s bed, writing a very un-ironic postcard to my death row pen pal, Greg. “Hey Greg, I’m in a house of murder. IS THIS WHAT YOUR HOUSE FEELS LIKE!?”

I would like to go back there someday.

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  9 Responses to “An Un-Ironic Post Card”

  1. Lizzie Borden Bed and Breakfast? Awesome!

  2. I’m so jealous! I would love to stay there! Maybe Henry will take you back fir your birthday this year.

    • I definitely recommend it! Also, my friend Mose said there’s some other crazy house out that way, where the lady who lived there was listening to spirits who told her to add all these crazy additions, like sideway stairs and doors to nowhere. I want to go there, too!

  3. Yes! The Winchester mystery house. It’s about 2 hours away and I’ve never been there:(

  4. you are alot baraver tham I would be… Friday follow

  5. Please do come back here!!

  6. That guy named Mike who was living there . . . he later died in a fire in his parent’s home in Somerset and the current owners of the B&B are convinced he is haunting the place.

    see this: http://phayemuss.wordpress.com/2008/06/11/monster-quest-does-the-lizzie-borden-bed-breakfast/

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