Sometime around Midnight
deep within the Lost Nation, George will
appear like an apparition, rising from Spirit Lake which
we all know is really more like Hot Sulphur Springs, or sometimes
just called Boiling Springs.
He raises his Mossy Head
and slowly opens a Sleepy Eye only to discover it's Weeping
Water because the Sulphur Springs Burns!
Of course this makes George very Moody!
Never-the-less, George will
Lookout
across the Lost Creek and there, just beyond the
Seagraves,
he spies an
Owl's Head perched upon the
Devil's Tower
-- which was made famous by the movie,
Close Encounters of the Third
Kind. He Shivers slightly and shakes off
an Erie Webb.
Never one to be thought of as a Coward,
he sets off over the Mystic Islands heading toward the Wildwood
in search of a Friend or two, because he certainly didn't
want to be going Solo tonight! In no time at all he
meets Earl Dacula -- who is no relation
to the famous Count having a similar name. Together, they Ventura
to
Skull Valley to meet with Diablo who is
Boring
and has a face like a
Nags Head! Then it was off to
Graves
to meet Diablo's cousin, Red Devil , who's
a Manly but
Nice Guy.
Since they all felt like a Hungry
Horse, George, Earl Dacula, Diablo and
Red
Devil planned an evening's
Celebration under the
full
Moon, a Chowchilla, if you will.
They wanted to have a Killingly Goode time
with a lot of Cutten up, and a Grand Gorge
on Grubbs such as: Cricket,
Bullhead
with
Gravette, Popcorn, Tombstone
pizza, and a Gourd or two. To moisten their Whistler
bottled
Warm Springs water and a case of Bud -
Long
Neck would come in Handy. Each grabbed his
LaPlata
and a Fork and dug in.
Once the party was well in Progress
and Wheeling nicely, the social Intercourse
turned to the
Story ... you know, all the tall tales
told about this Knight, and about Howe all
the ghosts and goblins were supposed to come out and scare everyone?
And they chatted about the recent movie about the Blair Witches
which was set in Burkettsville, MD. Pretty soon, they
managed to frighten one another. All this talk about
LeGore
and Catskill and Slaughter and
... well, George looked at his companions and said,
"Eek! I'm feeling a bit Hurley and I'm
afraid I might have an Accident "!!
Diablo cast a Redeye
in George's direction and thought George had
bats in the Belfry. Red Devil said,Hoosick?
Just then, George looked up and exclaimed, Holy Cross!
It's almost
Dawn! I see the
Rising Sun!
And while it's a Grand View, I've got to go!
So George took off as Festus
he could... calling out, "Goodluck, and Goode
Knight to all! I'm returning to my true Homeland,
Mount
Vernon (VA 22121)."
This bit of silliness was created to provide
a little diversion for myself and (hopefully) for you. If you've
ever wondered where your money goes after it leaves your pocket, you can
find out now... Hank Eskin has developed a fascinating little site... Where's
George? ... The "George" on the U. S. One Dollar bill was the
inspiration for my story. I'm tracking my "Georges" as they travel
across America. Do visit, if you haven't already!
Another bit of silliness created by a Georger,
is Joshua McGee's The
Number of the Beast, an entertaining bit of mathmatical wizardry
that will analyze names or phrases to determine whether or not there is
a "match" with the beast's number, 666.
The fantistic Midi "Halloween" was
composed by Danny Elfman and
sequenced by mon ami, Denis
Rionnet, Thank you Denis! Please visit his site and listen
to a Midi Master!
Sources for city and town names:
My trusty old Hamond Medallion World Atlas (1973) and Zip
Find.
Disclaimer: The zip codes given
for some of the smaller towns are for the nearest postal distribution center
that services the town.
If you notice any mistakes or have knowledge
of the origins of any of the town names, I'd really like to hear from you!
Thanks to one visitor, Festus is now
correctly identified as beign in MO not MS as I had first written.
He also shared the following: I'm not from Festus but from nearby Hillsboro,
MO. " Festus was originally called Tanglefoot because
of all the saloons. When they decided they needed a respectable
name for the town they picked the name by randomly opening
a bible and picking whatever their finger was pointing to. I don't
know who or what Festus was in the bible. This story was told to
me by my father. Festus is right next to Crystal City hometown
of Bill Bradley, candidate for President.
Text and Images © ME 1999
Who is ME? Me of course, how silly ;-}
Since 15 October 1999 we've had 
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