Monday, February 14, 2011

Skull-blogging for Valentines Day

Through the Whackyweedia I learned that St. Valentine is the patron saint of
affianced couples, against fainting, bee keepers, happy marriages, love, plague, epilepsy.
Also more information than anyone needs about the locations of his various skulls and other relics.
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This one is in the Basilica of Santa Maria in Cosmedin, Rome.

UPDATE: Bonus Martyrdom.

Yes, I know, the hands in the photograph should have the thumbs at the bottom. And where is the wedding ring? Quite frankly I can't be arsed fixing it.

13 comments:

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

love, plague

Love will get you like a case of Anthrax!

Substance McGravitas said...

The tale of his martyrdom is an interesting one.

Smut Clyde said...

Love will get you like a case of Anthrax

Caught from a shaving brush??

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

Caught from a shaving brush??

This is why Brazilian waxing has become so popular.

Big Bad Bald Bastard said...

Uh, as an addendeum...

They say that wax
Got no anthrax.

Another Kiwi said...

A case of Stella Artois can also play havoc with ones ensory perceptions

ifthethunderdontgetya™³²®© said...

Blessed are the beekeepers, else there would be nothing to C.
~

mikey said...

against fainting

Wholly CRAP!

At first I thought it said farting.

And that would be, well, frankly, a little uncomfortable...

Kathleen said...

I don't think beekeeping and epilepsy should mix.

fish said...

Looks more like skeletal goatse.

vacuumslayer said...

Hmph! I am very much PRO-fainting, sir, and am offended you've given this St. Valentine--if that is his real name--a voice on your blog.

I SHAN'T BE BACK.

Another Kiwi said...

I see that the curse of the Handi-home labeler has spread to the skull business now! Right across his forehead, which is not especially enticing.
Capcha says boopla to youse all

Smut Clyde said...

skeletal goatse.
This probably exists somewhere in the Substance archives. I would pose it and photograph it but for various trivial, petty reasons I no longer have access to the teaching aids at the medical school.