“When the end comes, I know— they’ll say just a gigolo. Life goes on without me.”

(For all you kids who think David Lee Roth invented this song: this is the grave of the great Louis Prima, who had a huge hit with it in 1956.)

Photo by  Dollymay Dagger

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Follow Me upwards, Cambusnethan Cemetery, Wishaw, Scotland (by Grangeburn)

Weirdly, the cover of my book seems to have become a meme. 

(Credit goes to Kamelot4211, who took the picture and posted it to Reddit.)

Ricardo, Montparnasse cemetery, Paris (by Grangeburn)

This is a miniature version of Wrigley Field, built in the jungles of Thailand by an expat Chicago Cubs fan named Steve Hirschtick. The words on the sign are a memorial to his late parents.

(From  chicagotribune.com)

One of the more beautiful and evocative headstones I’ve seen:

Headstone Clock (by pinconnected)

The grave of a dog lover— complete with a stone tree.

(“Grave of a Cynophilist”, by S. Ruehlow)

One more off-topic post, and then it’s back to tombstones for the next six months. I promise.

I wrote a book that comes out today. It’s a parody of pregnancy and parenting books, and it’s called How Not To Kill Your Baby.

Here’s a sample. It’s the official How Not To Kill Your Baby Growth Chart Of Doom. Sure, you could get a regular growth chart— but would it tell you if your baby was big enough to survive an encounter with a capybara? I think not.

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Another entry in the category of Graves That Sure Don’t Sugarcoat It.

(Photo by S. Ruehlow)