At just about 5pm on the evening of January 29, 1958, 48-year-old Charles E. Krutz arrived home to 5268 Guilford Avenue, a respectable 1 1/2-story home in a quiet neighborhood in Indianapolis's North Side. He had spent the day caught up in seemingly endless meetings and business calls for his job as a sales manager with the Southern Transportation Company and was looking forward to a home-cooked meal and a relaxing evening with his wife and son. Indeed, ten-year-old Charles Leland Krutz, Jr. -- nicknamed "Buddy" -- had already been home from school for about an hour and a half at that point, and was fully engrossed in the evening's episode of "Wild Bill Hickok."
As Charles crossed the room, he asked Buddy if his mother was home. Although Malvina Krutz was a housewife, she was currently overseeing significant renovations to the fa... keep reading on reddit ➡
Yup, I was.
Cursing God for my life crumbling around me. Demanding answers why he was doing this to me so I could hurry up and learn the lesson and move forward. All I heard was him laughing and mocking me. Telling me I was stupid for thinking I had any power or control. That I was stuck in a loop. A cosmic loop. A loop bigger than me. Bigger than everyone on this earth right now. So big, in fact, that it owned all of our souls and made us live life, after life, after life after life and it made us suffer in every way imaginable and unimaginable. And he relished in our pain and confusion.
Well fuck. Fuckity fuck fuck. So I cried harder and yelled "FUCK YOU, GOD!" so loud that I made my cat jump. So here I am, a tortured soul crying into my own bath water as my cat chalks that outburst to a minor disruption to his rest.
I'm surround by shit. The world hates each other and is slowly killing itself which is shit, my marriage went to shit, I'm loosing my home wh
I hate having people over because it's embarrassing to explain that my father impulsively tore my bathroom apart without first measuring the room and the tub he planned to put in it, and then just abandoned the project when he realized that he screwed up.
Said father isn't around anymore to help me clean up his mess. I'm likely going to be on my own in this unless and until my mom figures out that I'm serious about it and starts to help out. This stupid bathroom is a constant reminder of all the other times my father has let me down. I really need to patch up this wall.
I'm a 19 year old woman and I don't know anything about anything. I need guidance. Please, any resources you can point me towards and any advice you can give me would be so, so greatly appreciated.
What kind of budget am I going to need for this project? How many hours do you think it will take from start to finish? I have some savings but I don't really wan... keep reading on reddit ➡
Like the music box, the beheaded woman's gown was locked away in a room upstairs. The way there alone took Jenna and I ten minutes, but she used that time to explain the history of the artifact in that grave, foreboding tour guide voice of hers.
"No one truly knows who the gown used to belong to. Strangelove himself got it at an auction. He used to acquire quite a lot of items you will find around here this way. He had a sense for the obscure and when there was an object that had come into contact with the occult at any point in time before, you bet he'd know instantly. He bought the gown in 1896. The seller insisted it had belonged to an ancestor of his, a countess from the old world. With it of course came a story.
Her and the count met on a ball when she was wearing the very dress we have in the museum today. He immediately fell enraptur... keep reading on reddit ➡
I’m writing this quickly while the details of our experience at the Devil’s Bathtub in Jefferson National Forrest, Virginia are still fresh and clear as I can already feel them fading on the way home to Chattanooga, TN. Bear with me because as a first time poster, I want to make sure I present all the details as clearly as possible.
The Devil’s Bathtub requires multiple creek crossings. I scoped the trail on several different websites and as a frequent rock climber, crawler, and hiker, I felt like we would be up to the challenge. I knew that, as a group of two women in their early 30’s and two pre-teens, we would be a bit slower than what the websites suggested, but again, I felt no insecurities. Even as we read of a rescue in the last 24 due to flash floods, we felt confident that they had reopened the park for the entire day without issues. There was no chance of rain and we brought our phones in waterproof cases with full charge as back up flashlights in the event we needed them.... keep reading on reddit ➡
If anyone, which tbh we shouldn't really be shaming anyone for anything as long as they aren't hurting anything, but if anyone should be looked down on here its the ones buying it, not the sellers! Yeah its frickin weird, but the sellers are just tapping into a obviously very profitable market. It's the people who buy those things that are the weird ones. But again, as long as you aren't hurting anyone or anything, like what you like! If you like looking feet or like buying some bathtub water or some shit, then by all means go ahead and do so! Who are we to stop you? We as a species aren't as normal as we like to pretend we are.
Crosspost - r/tripreports
Background: Had maybe 20 psychedelic experiences from ages 20-23. Quit for a few years. Age 25 - decided to get a “real job” so I could settle down and live a “normal” life with wife and kids. Became a teacher. Age 29. Started dabbling again.
Christmas Break 2019. I’ve been using psychedelics and dissociatives every week or two for a few months now. I’ve realized I don’t want to teach anymore during those months. That I need to start my own company and bum around a lot more.
I’ve been reading a book lately called “Radical Honesty” by Dr. Brad Blanton. Essentially, the idea is that all of our problems are because we lie. We start lying in adolescence. We present a version of ourself to the world and keep our real self to ourselves. Lying becomes a trap because you can’t be you! Be free! This message hit me hard. I’ve really been hiding. I knew a had to start telling the truth. I was struggling with how difficult that would be with my parents in particular. M... keep reading on reddit ➡
My basement has a bathroom with an avocado green built in bathtub, enameled cast iron. It's a small bathroom with a low ceiling, and we're turning it into a laundry room. The tub had to go, but it weighs about 500lb - and there's not even enough room for two guys to straddle it and lift, let alone maneuver it around and out the back door.
I learned that it was possible to break up old cast iron with a sledge hammer, so that's what I decided to do.
When you hit the tub with the hammer, it's incredibly loud - so ear protection is a must. And when you hit it, the porcelain enamel flakes off and showers you and your surroundings in a thousand tiny (and large) shards of glass - so wear goggles, vacuum, protect the floor and nearby things, etc.
Our tub was very thick (a quarter inch in the thinnest spots, nearly an inch at the rim), so it took a lot of blows to create the first crack and begin breaking off pieces.
Once the tub begins to break apart, the pieces are very sharp, and often b... keep reading on reddit ➡
One happened to put the letter T into a toy stacking cup I was holding. I tried to give it to him but he didn't want it.
So I turned to my other son and said, "Hmm, guess it's not his cup of T".
Neither 3yo got it so I had to tell someone.
Sometimes when I get sad I sit in my bathtub with a full plate of food and eat and cry. DAE do this? It's not an everyday thing, but it makes me feel better. Idk, DAE?
My boyfriend and I moved into our first home two weeks ago. It's a sturdy house built in the sixties, but cosmetically, it needs some updating. We initially had a lot of big ideas for home improvement, but the current events have obviously put that on hold.
That meant coming to terms with our powder blue bathtub. Keep in mind, neither of us have any experience as DIY-ers, as we have always rented previously. Yesterday, we finally knocked down the grimy shower door, gave the whole tub/shower a deep clean, and hung a curtain in its place. Such a small project, but we feel accomplished and optimistic about updating our home.
Before and after found here (curtain is from Target): https://imgur.com/a/bExs3i9
Any advice for home improvement is welcome! We are very much beginners at this and have a long way to go yet. Keeping an eye out at the Habitat for Humanity Re-Store (when they reopen their doors) as well as perusing DIY communities.
Like I did not realize how much extra water ~50-60 lbs could displace. I have to wait SO MUCH LONGER.
I’m waiting for it to fill right now. Its taking forever. Might give up.
I couldn’t do anything but scream internally as my nose slowly slipped underneath the water.
EDIT: The winner has been chosen, completely random by redditraffler.
Congrats u/T1ckleMyTaint! Thanks to anyone who commented, you really cheered me up!
Yesterday I posted a Giveaway for New Horizons, which was cut short because the power went out. I don't want to continue it, but as some sort of apology, I wanted to host this giveaway. There will be one winner, chosen randomly.
Just comment your favorite pun. Your account needs to be at least 1 day old, to stop cheating. (sorry)
The Winner will be chosen in roughly 5 hours, maybe more, maybe less, starting now. I will then message them. Please don't send me DMs.
One day... one day i will have a bathtub that nice and then who's laughing?
All of us, because we will have our nice bathtubs.
EDIT: ALL SLOTS ARE TAKEN
Hi there I think the title says it all hehe
Saharah is trapped right at the airport, please only buy the wallpaper and nothing else so we can move on quickly so other groups do not have to wait for forever (the rest is also nothing pretty, I checked)
Please do not bring any furniture items with you to avoid confusion! The cataloging area is left to my plaza so just follow the path up and you can't miss it :3
If you are new: cataloging means to pick up an item and then drop it on the floor again so you can order it from you Nook stop.
After all of you in one group is done I will do a quick check to make sure everything is back and I will kick you, please do not leave on your own!
I will be doing groups of 3 so the loading screens are bearable.
Keep in mind each group will take around 15-20 minutes to complete so if you sign up now and end up in group 4-5 you will most likely wait over 1h for your spot!
Comment with your favorite furniture set in the gam... keep reading on reddit ➡
I posted part 1 earlier in a different post I suggest you read part 1 for context. Part 2 is also I'm the comments of part 1
Edit: link for part 1 https://www.reddit.com/r/creepyencounters/comments/g1wq3l/absolute_horror/?utm_medium=android_app&utm_source=share
This one should be a bit shorter since you already have the backstory.
Like I said after this call, I was able to laugh about it once my heart stopped racing. I figured I would never have to see this lady again and that gave me comfort. I told the story several times to family, friends and co-workers just because of the sheer shock value.
This part of the story, I've only told a couple people, because most probably can't stomach it so, be warned this will contain some graphic content or imagery.
About 3 months after the first call with the bathtub lady. I am working with another EMT-Basic partner. Not the same one as before but he is well aware of the story.
So the day is going by like normal, and nightfall comes. I'm... keep reading on reddit ➡
A plumber recently came to our home to replace the faucet in our bathtub due to a leak. I was looking at it this morning and the top of the faucet is fully caulked but there is a gap on the underside. Should this have been caulked as well?
I have attached 2 pictures, one of the top and the other of the bottom of the faucet.