i've been to some of the craziest parties at this fucking place! it was built by my cousins uncle jimmy, who is one of the most fucked up individuals you would ever care to meet! believe it or not, this place has attracted people from all over the world. jimmy would charge .50 to go through it from bottom to top and he kept a guestbook for everyone who went through it to sign their name and where they were from. he must have at least a hundred of those guestbooks full of names of people who seen this monster house from the highway and stopped in to check it out.
once i went to jimmy's with a couple of friends from indianapolis for an evening of his hospitality which consisted of much beer/ whiskey/ mary jane/ and occasionally some really killer LSD. well, he gave me a priceless gift that to this day i still can't figure out why he gave to me. it was about 4 hours of footage that he and some of his friends took at the first woodstock! there was no sound, but he at one point took the original footage to someone who added 4hrs worth of music and copied it to vhs. i'm sure he still has the original 8mm film, but just to have a copy of it is pretty awesome - it's a piece of history.
but that's how jimmy is, he's from another time and place. if he likes you he would give you anything he has to offer, if he doesn't like you, well - he would still drink beer and get high w/ you!
he got into some trouble with the government a few years back, and he did about a year or so in prison. while he was on the inside someone set fire to his barnhouse and the new house he had built (noah's ark).
the county seized his land, and basically fucked him over financially while he was in the can. not that he was ever rich to begin with, but they didn't do anything but make a poor man even more poor.
but to see him today, he still the same guy. still getting high and dreaming about things that he'll probably never accomplish. still telling the same old stories and a couple of new ones about how the county fucked him over. he's somewhat of a folk legend in owen county, even more so now that the barnhouse is gone.
the barnhouse
once i went to jimmy's with a couple of friends from indianapolis for an evening of his hospitality which consisted of much beer/ whiskey/ mary jane/ and occasionally some really killer LSD. well, he gave me a priceless gift that to this day i still can't figure out why he gave to me. it was about 4 hours of footage that he and some of his friends took at the first woodstock! there was no sound, but he at one point took the original footage to someone who added 4hrs worth of music and copied it to vhs. i'm sure he still has the original 8mm film, but just to have a copy of it is pretty awesome - it's a piece of history.
but that's how jimmy is, he's from another time and place. if he likes you he would give you anything he has to offer, if he doesn't like you, well - he would still drink beer and get high w/ you!
he got into some trouble with the government a few years back, and he did about a year or so in prison. while he was on the inside someone set fire to his barnhouse and the new house he had built (noah's ark).
the county seized his land, and basically fucked him over financially while he was in the can. not that he was ever rich to begin with, but they didn't do anything but make a poor man even more poor.
but to see him today, he still the same guy. still getting high and dreaming about things that he'll probably never accomplish. still telling the same old stories and a couple of new ones about how the county fucked him over. he's somewhat of a folk legend in owen county, even more so now that the barnhouse is gone.
the barnhouse
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but i adore him
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But as you say - it's because the mother fuckers on the road just cannot drive!
I saw an awful accident last week-end ... and I just drove on