Leading Roswell witness Dr. Jesse Marcel, Jr. — a retired Navy physician who went back to active duty to serve as a flight surgeon during the Iraq war IN HIS 60’s, earning the rank of colonel — recently passed away at his home in Montana.
Dr. Marcel, seen here casually being a bad-ass motherfucker.
Dr. Marcel’s dad, Major Jesse Marcel was the first military officer to arrive on the scene of the infamous Roswell UFO crash of 1947. Major Marcel brought home some of the debris to show his son and wife before it was confiscated by the Air Force. Jesse Jr. later wrote a fascinating book on the subject: “The Roswell Legacy.”
I got to meet Dr. Marcel at a press conference several years ago when I was a newspaper writer. He was gracious enough to autograph a Roswell book for me at that time.
The rumors that I geeked out like a UFO fangirl during this encounter have been greatly exaggerated.
Despite being a respected physician and Iraq war veteran, Dr. Marcel defied convention to insist that the Roswell crash did happen and that his father had been strong-armed into helping with the cover-up – a story I touched on in a previous post. He had the courage to stand by his convictions and will always be a hero of mine.
Rest in Peace, Colonel Marcel. You sleep among the stars now.
Best Mercedes commercial EVER.
A Scottish photographer recently captured photos and a video of what he believes could be the elusive Nessie taking a swim through the Loch. It’s either the Monster or one GINORMOUS eel.
It’s huge, black and phallic. Call the Kardashian sisters.
Of course, some people love Nessie, and some people love Nessie.
Monster fetishes: More common than you think.
Also, for the record — do not Google “sexy lake monster” even to find funny photos for your blog. Bad things happen, people. Very bad things.
I think they mean “Lady of the Land of Lakes” Butter Fan Club.
Why, yes… I do own Wookiee-print pajamas. Why do you ask?
Check out this brilliant post about Ray Bradbury on my friend Anita’s wonderful blog “Anita’s Notebook”:
Packing up your dinosaurs… easier said than done.
Everyone set their DVRs for the world premiere of Ghost Shark at 8 p.m. CST Thursday on the SyFy Channel. In a move that promised to make Sharknado look like a guppy caught in a wind tunnel, Ghost Shark features the undeniable genius of people being haunted/eaten by a ghostly Great White. I am also thrilled to announce that Friend of the Blog and actor extraordinaire Tim Taylor stars in Ghost Shark as Deputy Hendricks. (It also features the guy who played Bull on Night Court.) But mainly Tim, who you may also know from an obscure little indie film called The Hunger Games. Will Tim get eaten by the Ghost Shark? Will he return for the sequel, presumably titled Return of Ghost Shark: Back for the Halibut? You’ll have to tune in to find out. For info on Tim, check out his website here.
A fat kid rides a Slip N Slide straight into the jaws of Ghost Shark. Because awesome.
To my knowledge, this is not a scene from Ghost Shark, but a photo that I found when I googled “Ghost” and “Shark.” Perhaps it’s a still from SyFy’s upcoming film SuicidalSharkMan: Nobody’s Chum.
(Seriously, though… what the HELL?)