One of the best things on Kansas City radio is Resurrection Sunday on 96.5 the Buzz. It used to be a lot better than it is now, but since Afentra went on cruise control with it, it isn’t bad. Yesterday they played Joy Division and it sent me on a big Joy Division listening binge. Hadn’t done that in years. Unknown Pleasures has to be one of the top albums of all time. Check out the first track here.

I had been in heavy reporter mode the last couple of days. The only time I wish I had vamp magic is in dealing with hours of operation. Seriously, governments and museums need to be twenty four hours. No wonder vampires are always ahead of people, they can do things after everyone else is gone to the bar. Spending all the time I could the last few days, doing research at the court house, the national archives and the public library, brought back exactly zero on this Sanguine Society. The place where the temple used to sit is completely gone. When they brought in the highway they dug deep into the earth. For anything to be under the highway the place would of had to have a bunker or mining operation going on.

I have no shame in what I do. I ask people at a normal talking voice blunt questions. In my opinion there is no reason to hide motives or be discreet about anything unless that something could lead to harm to someone who doesn’t deserve it. So when I’m at places doing research I tend to ask everyone I talk to if they have any information about what I’m researching. You’d be surprised on how many people know at least a little bit about what you are asking. In the case of this Sanguine Society almost no one knew anything.

Except this one old lady at the National Archive. I feel bad about calling out the man in Lexington by name. It was the first time I have done that in this blog, but I couldn’t really hide what was found on the film. From now on you should expect that I’m going to shake up facts a bit on you. Change gender, change location, change age, change whatever to throw you off of who I actually spoke to. I’m not doing this to discredit myself but to protect those who speak to me. I’m not sure if anything has happened or will happen to Mr Dearborne but I suspect something will.

Anyways, this old lady at the National Archive heard me asking about the Sanguine Society. She came over and was very generous with her thoughts on it. Turns out she didn’t know much but she remembers friends of friends being involved with it. She said they were like the Masons and the Red Cross rolled into one. Very public and open and did a lot of things to better the community. She remembered giving blood to them once, and thought that is how they got their name, their efforts to supply blood during World War Two and the years after that. When I pressed her for details she couldn’t give any, just these faded tidbits of memories.

Sounds like a vampire scheme to me. Now it is starting to come together a bit.

I finished off my night last night reading bits of reviews of the last Game of Thrones episode. I haven’t really watched in detail (just enough to be dangerous) but I love how the show tends to piss off all of its viewers. For some reason this love of people getting pissed off and then coming back to watch more makes me feel like I’m more perverse than when I hang out with vampires. Maybe I need a therapist.

On the bright side, I actually got a few hours of sleep last night!